Tužne Pjesme - Elemental

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Dizali su revoluciju s osmjehom na licu

Pustili su kosu, otkrili su LSD i maricu

Pjevali o miru, s Titom nesvrstano stajali, po

Nacionalnoj osnovi nisu se razdvajali, lako

Bilo je bit filozof u studentskoj kantini

Umjetnik bez kinte i muzičar u sredini di su

Stvari kolko-tolko išle, država di štima, lako

Bilo je bit student u sedamdesetima — moji

Starci — lako su pronašli prvi posao, s

Diplomom u ruci na burzu niko nije išao

Živilo se dobro u tom partijskom sistemu, Goli

Otok se ne spominjao, mijenjalo se temu

Studentarija čupava po diplomi se zaposlila

Sigurnu plaču kući redovno donosila, a

Udruženi rad znao davat je stanove, onda

Lako je bilo imat velike planove

Savit svoje gnijezdo, bit opušten, bez tenzija

Bacit sidro u firmi, u OOURu do penzija se

Ostajalo — cijeli život za istim stolom

Tad se nije činilo sve samo folom, jeftinim

Trikom, nikom nije falilo za hranu

Bili su sretni u svom malom stanu

Siguran posao, staž i penzija, začas lako

Bilo se odlučit da dobiju nas

Više ništa nije isto, nema sigurnoga puta

Nema izravnoga leta do zvijezda u bolje sutra

Crno bijeli svijet iz snova sad je svijet u boji

Al predaleko stoji, kao da i ne postoji…

Više nema ga, nema ga, nema ga, nema ga…

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A danas — danas su

Druga vremena, dosta se toga promijenilo, mi smo

Odrasli već a još nam uvijek nije krenulo

Poslova nema, svi se snalaze kak znaju, ili

Sjede na burzi il za vezu mito daju

U podstanarskom odnosu sa plaćom na ruke, bez

Ikakve sigurnosti i glavom punom zbrke, danas

Premija je imat — pos’o na neodređeno

Taj koji će dat' staž i socijalno sređeno, tog

Nema više, danas druga su vremena, a

Ne bi se reklo da smo generacija lijena, mi smo

Spremni na rad, polomit se ako treba

Naučili od staraca da novci ne padaju s neba

Remi:

Prošlost nam se smiješi umornim očima

A u zraku miriše nostalgija

Nema Blata nema Zvečke, vjetar je zameo sve

Naši starci barem žive uz uspomene

Pioniri su prošlost, studenti su odrasli

A crveni jugo više nikog ne vozi

Dinari su nestali, radnici u penziji

Ostaje nam nada u dan koji dolazi

Nada je kurva, san je promijenila…

Više nema ga, nema ga nema ga nema ga…

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They raised the revolution with a smile on their face

They let go of their hair, discovered LSD and marica

They sang about peace, stood with Tito in disarray, after

The national bases did not separate, easily

He was an essential philosopher in the student canteen

An artist without money and a musician in the middle

Things went as fast as they could, the state was fine, easy

It was being a student in the seventies - mine

Old men - they easily found their first job, s

Nobody went to the stock exchange with a diploma in hand

Life was good in that party system, Goli

The island was not mentioned, the subject changed

After graduating, the student was hired

She brought home a safe salary regularly, a

United Labor knew how to give her apartments, then

It was easy to have big plans

Bend your nest, be relaxed, without tension

Throw an anchor in the company, in OOUR until retirement

The rest - all my life at the same table

Back then, it didn't all seem like a foul, cheap

Trick, no one was short on food

They were happy in their little apartment

Secure job, seniority and retirement, easy in an instant

It was decided to get us

Nothing is the same anymore, there is no safe path

There is no direct flight to the stars for a better tomorrow

The black and white dream world is now a color world

But it stands too far away, as if it doesn't even exist…

He's gone, he's gone, he's gone, he's gone…

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And today - today they are

Other times, a lot has changed, we are

Adults already and we still haven't started

There are no jobs, everyone manages as they know how, or

They sit on the stock exchange or give bribes for a relationship

In a tenancy relationship with a salary on hand, without

Any security and a head full of confusion, today

The premium is to have - work indefinitely

The one who will give an internship and social order, that

No more, today are different times, a

You wouldn’t say we’re a lazy generation, we are

Ready to work, break if necessary

Learned from the elders that money does not fall from the sky

Rummy:

The past smiles at us with tired eyes

And the air smells of nostalgia

No Blato no Rattles, the wind blew everything away

Our elders at least live with memories

Pioneers are a thing of the past, students are adults

And the red yugo doesn't drive anyone anymore

Dinars are gone, workers are retired

We are left with hope for the day to come

Hope is a whore, a dream has changed…

He's gone, he's gone He's gone…