Remorker - Đorđe Balašević

Dolaze snegovi

Ne vredi, sve više i više mi smetaju studeni

U kosu me nežno k’o sedefnu šnalicu udeni

To mi treba

Moj mali zaklon ispod neba

Otkači šlepove

Nanišani jutro i pusti tu lađu da klizi

Pronašli su Ameri šifru za to:

«Take it easy» lutko lepa!

Zrela se breskva, nebom cepa

Spusti svetla, oduzmi gas

Smešnih stvari se bojimo

Misliš da neko pita za nas?

Kao da ne postojimo!

Stavi misli u prazan hod

Stresi zvezde k’o dudove

I polako nasuči brod

Na te plišane sprudove

I sanjaj…

Odlaze selice

Lepršaju malena jedra po nebeskoj pučini

Taj odlazak gusaka uvek me starijim učini

Put do raja

O, zar je uzvodno do kraja?

It's snowing

It's not worth it, November bothers me more and more

Put it in my hair gently like a mother-of-pearl hairpin

I need that

My little shelter under the sky

Unhook the barges

Aim for the morning and let that boat glide

The Americans found the code for it:

«Take it easy» doll beautiful!

Ripe peach, split in the sky

Turn off the lights, take off the gas

We are afraid of funny things

You think someone is asking about us?

As if we don't exist!

Put your thoughts to idle

Stress the stars like mulberries

And slowly ran aground the ship

On those plush reefs

I dream…

The migrants are leaving

Small sails flutter in the open sea

That departure of geese always made me older

The road to heaven

Oh, is it upstream to the end?