Plava balada - Đorđe Balašević

E, moj Plavi

Bio si malo sirov al' ipak pravi

Nikad u dilu s' bagrom, nikom u stranu, nikome dužan

Bio si, sve u svemu, dobrom čukom naoružan

Šta da pričam, ja danas ne znam nikog ko ti je sličan

Spremnog da, bez računa, tačno u podne razgrne slabe

I kao Geri Kuper sam izađe pred barabe

Da, tu i tamo setim se devojke po kojoj se znamo

Ćudljivo kišno leto, sedamdest' koja, godina raka

Kad me je školska ljubav ostavila zbog Murjaka?

Ajd, davno bilo, otad se sedam mora Dunavom slilo

Dok jedro mog kaputa burnim su morem terali vetri

Na tvoje epolete, sletele su zvezde dve-tri

I tad su došli popovi, pa topovi, pa lopovi

I čitav svet se izobličio

Ispuzali su grabljivci, pa lažljivci, snalažljivci

Al' ko je smeo da te podseća šta si

Dobro se pamti samo prvi u klasi

Ne znam, Plavi, meni se činilo da Beograd slavi

Veliki uskrs duha, svi ti grafiti, a onda Kordon

Pred onom decom ko pred tobož nekom hordom

Žnas šta sledi, ipak je Ona bila nešto što vredi

Pa kad se onog juna nismo potukli zbog njene časti

Zar ćemo sad, zbog ovih očajnika željnih vlasti?

Dogod je ovih frikova, sa punom vrećom trikova

Ništa što vredi, neće vredeti

Zar stvarno nema načina

Pred najezdom prostačina

Pa ti si školovan da hapsiš taj Talog

A ne da puštaš da ti izdaju nalog

Sorry, Plavi, pošaljem katkad srce na raport glavi

Od starog društva, ništa, neko je puko, neko je svirno

Ma.

ti si super, brate, ako stvarno spavaš mirno

Well, my Blue

You were a little raw but still real

Never in a deal with 'excavator, no one aside, no one owes

You were, all in all, well-armed

What can I say, I don't know anyone like you today

Ready to, without reckoning, unravel the weak at noon

And like Gary Cooper, he came out in front of the barbarians

Yes, here and there I remember the girl we know

A whimsical rainy summer, seventy, a year of cancer

When did school love leave me because of the Cops?

Come on, it was a long time ago, since then the seven seas have merged with the Danube

While the sail of my coat was driven by the stormy sea, the winds blew

Two or three stars landed on your epaulets

And then came the priests, then the cannons, then the thieves

And the whole world was distorted

Predators crawled out, then liars, resourceful people

But who dared to remind you what you are

Only the first in the class is well remembered

I don't know, Plavi, it seemed to me that Belgrade was celebrating

Great Easter of the Spirit, all those graffiti, and then the Cordon

In front of those children like in front of a chord

You know what's next, yet She was something worthwhile

So when that June we didn't fight over her part

Are we going now, because of these desperate authorities?

It's the turn of these freaks, with a bag full of tricks

Nothing worthwhile will be worth it

Is there really no way

Before the invasion of the commoners

Well, you're trained to arrest that Sediment

Not to let them issue you a warrant

Sorry, Blue, I sometimes send a heart to report head

From the old society, nothing, some are broken, some are played

Ma.

you are great, brother, if you really sleep peacefully