Matori Moj - Sinan Sakic

U mislima

Reči moga oca

U istoj staroj sobi

Od vina prazna boca

Kada si mi rekao

Sine nemoj tim putem

A ja hteo, tvrdoglavo hteo

Mangup da budem

Za sitnicu da se tučem

Kunem se u očev grob

Kad bi' im’o šansu

Da ispravim to

Pa da se sa mnom

Ponosiš ti, ćale moj

Kunem se u očev grob

Kad bi' im’o šansu

Da ispravim to

Pa da se sa mnom

Ponosiš ti, matori moj

Često setim se

Kad sam klinac bio

Što te poslušao nisam

Gde bi' danas bio

Kada si mi rekao

Sine nemoj tim putem

A ja hteo, tvrdoglavo hteo

Mangup da budem

Za sitnicu da se tučem

Kada si mi rekao

Sine nemoj tim putem

A ja hteo, tvrdoglavo hteo

Mangup da budem

Za sitnicu da se tučem

Kunem se u očev grob

Kad bi' im’o šansu

Da ispravim to

Pa da se sa mnom

Ponosiš ti, ćale moj

Kunem se u očev grob

Kad bi' im’o šansu

Da ispravim to

Pa da se sa mnom

Ponosiš ti, matori moj

Kunem se u očev grob

Kad bi' im’o šansu

Da ispravim to

Pa da se sa mnom

Ponosiš ti, matori moj

In thoughts

My father's words

In the same old room

An empty bottle of wine

When you told me

Son, don't go that way

And I wanted, stubbornly wanted

Mangup to be

For a little thing I fight

I swear on my father's grave

If I had the chance

To correct that

So come with me

You are proud, my dear

I swear on my father's grave

If I had the chance

To correct that

So come with me

You are proud, my old man

I often remember

When I was a kid

I didn't listen to you

Where would you be today?

When you told me

Son, don't go that way

And I wanted, stubbornly wanted

Mangup to be

For a little thing I fight

When you told me

Son, don't go that way

And I wanted, stubbornly wanted

Mangup to be

For a little thing I fight

I swear on my father's grave

If I had the chance

To correct that

So come with me

You are proud, my dear

I swear on my father's grave

If I had the chance

To correct that

So come with me

You are proud, my old man

I swear on my father's grave

If I had the chance

To correct that

So come with me

You are proud, my old man