Mali - Letu Stuke

Mali, tad sam bio mali,

Možda čak ni rođen

To su bili dani.

Ne bih da te davim,

Ne znam gdje da stavim ovo tmurno lice

Da li među ribe ili među ptice

Koju da poštujem formu?

Jer kad oči zinu

Zajebi suštinu

Kuća, pos’o, sve na kredit

Morat ću se sredit, sam sebe oplodit

I opet se rodit

Žohar hermafrodit

U danima, vagonima

Za sreću i za bolje sutra

Gdje sretna djeca sviraju

I ne treba im dop, ni vutra

U danima, žetonima

Dok zemlja vrti rulet ludi

Gdje pamet ide s mudima

I gdje su ljudi samo ljudi

Sunčano jutro s reklama

Laptop u krevetu — smile

Radno odijelo, pidžama

Život il' samo — lifestyle

Little one, I was small then,

Maybe not even born

Those were the days.

I wouldn't want to drown you,

I don't know where to put this gloomy face

Whether among fish or among birds

Which form should I respect?

Because when the eyes open

Fuck the point

House, business, all on credit

I'm going to have to take care of myself, fertilize myself

And be born again

Cockroach hermaphrodite

In the days, the wagons

For happiness and for a better tomorrow

Where happy children play

And they don't need dop, or vutra

In days, tokens

While the country is spinning roulette crazy

Where the mind goes with the muds

And where people are just people

Sunny morning with commercials

Laptop in bed - smile

Work suit, pajamas

Life or just - lifestyle