Citron pesma - Đorđe Balašević

Joj, da je meni da za čarobnjaka izučim

Cilinder nabavim i zabavim se s’otom magijom

Iz rukava bele zecove da izručim

A tebe mlatnem štapićom, onako, k’o oklagijom

E, kada nećeš mirnim putom

Dobićeš čarobnim prutom

Da se sludiš i već jednom zaljubiš

Kad neće mali anđeli

Srediće mali đavoli

Da mene Lenka na posletku zavoli

Sve ono pati i sanja

Prolazi kroz razna stanja

E, pa Ljubav mora i da zaboli!

U, da je meni da se šnajderaju naučim

Mašinu poteram i doteram moj sako somotan

Pa te sačekam za ćoškom i opaučim

Pa te smotam, jedan-dva, pod taj sako komotan

E, kada nećeš mirnim putom

Okončaćeš pod kaputom

Kada nećeš gradski i demokratski!

Kad neće mali anđeli

Srediće mali đavoli

Da mene Lenka na posletku zavoli

Sve ono pati i sanja

Prolazi kroz razna stanja

E, pa Ljubav mora i da zaboli!

Joj, da je meni ona žuta farba drečava

Kada je oblačno i mračno, a ja mal’ko nabaren

Pa da prođem tvojom tarabom k’o mećava

I metnem grafit erotski, za to sam, kažu, nadaren

E, kada nećeš mirnim putom

Primoran sam citron žutom

Da ti svoje emocije otkrijem

Kad neće mali anđeli

Srediće mali đavoli

Da mene Lenka na posletku zavoli

Sve ono pati i sanja

Prolazi kroz razna stanja

E, pa ljubav mora i da zaboli!

Kad neće mali anđeli

Srediće mali đavoli

Da mene Lenka na posletku zavoli

Sve ono pati i sanja

Prolazi kroz razna stanja

E, pa Ljubav mora i da zaboli!

Jao, što tebi mjauče ta gitara, jao!

Oh, that it's up to me to learn to be a wizard

I get a cylinder and have fun with all that magic

To deliver white rabbits up my sleeve

And I beat you with a stick, like a rolling pin

Well, when you don't want a peaceful path

You will get a magic wand

To go crazy and fall in love once and for all

When little angels won't

The little devils will take care of it

Let Lenka fall in love with me in the end

It all suffers and dreams

He goes through various states

Well, Love must hurt!

Uh, that's for me to learn to sew

I chase the machine and tidy up my velvet jacket

So I wait for you around the corner and scold you

So I roll you, one or two, under that comfortable jacket

Well, when you don't want a peaceful path

You'll end up under a coat

When you don't want to be urban and democratic!

When little angels won't

The little devils will take care of it

Let Lenka fall in love with me in the end

It all suffers and dreams

He goes through various states

Well, Love must hurt!

Oh, to me, that yellow paint is flashy

When it's cloudy and dark, and I'm a little wrinkled

So let me walk through your barn like a blizzard

And I put graffiti erotic, for that I am, they say, gifted

Well, when you don't want a peaceful path

I am forced to lemon yellow

Let me tell you my emotions

When little angels won't

The little devils will take care of it

Let Lenka fall in love with me in the end

It all suffers and dreams

He goes through various states

Well, love must hurt!

When little angels won't

The little devils will take care of it

Let Lenka fall in love with me in the end

It all suffers and dreams

He goes through various states

Well, Love must hurt!

Alas, what is that guitar meowing at you, alas!