Lunjo... - Đorđe Balašević

Lunjo, moj stari kofer opet miriše na sive ceste

A tvoja soba na mandarine i pržen kesten

I toplo je tu, tu ispod tvog krova

O, dobro je tu, u zamku iz snova, pa sretna ti nova

Lunjo, sad ću ti reći i više nikom i više nikad:

Svako je od nas ponekom sličan al' ti si unikat

Pročitaš me, znam, od slova do slova

Prećutiš to, znam, k’o pametna sova, pa sretna mi nova

Ti uvek znaš najbolji način

S' tobom lako stižem na tron

Ti si ta nit, taj retki začin

Koji daje poseban ton

Ti si mali čarobnjak

Koji donosi spas

A svi ti pajaci na pokretnoj traci

Nek žure bez nas

Lunjo, ako me traže, ti slaži da sam odavno mrtav

Spusti roletne i navij sat na sredu, četvrtak

A napolju mraz i magla i zima

A napolju mrak al' ovde sve štima, od kad tebe imam

Ti uvek znaš najlepše reči

Ti čak i ćutiš tiše od svih

Ti imaš smeh, koji sve leči

Ti od psovke načiniš stih

Lunjo, my old suitcase smells of gray roads again

And your room on tangerines and roasted chestnuts

And it's warm here, under your roof

Oh, it's good here, in the dream trap, so happy new one

Lunjo, now I will tell you to no one again and never again:

Each of us is similar in some ways, but you are unique

You read me, I know, letter by letter

You keep it quiet, I know, like a smart owl, so happy new one

You always know the best way

I can easily ascend the throne with you

You are that thread, that rare spice

Which gives a special tone

You're a little wizard

Which brings salvation

And all those spiders on the treadmill

Let them hurry without us

Lunjo, if they look for me, you agree that I have been dead for a long time

Lower the blinds and wind the clock on Wednesday, Thursday

And outside, frost and fog and winter

And it's dark outside, but everything is fine here, since I've had you

You always know the most beautiful words

You are even quieter than everyone

You have laughter, which heals everything

You make a verse out of swearing