Ljubav Udara Tamo Gdje Ne Treba - Zabranjeno pušenje

Podno planina i orlovih krila on je pio potok s izvora

Vode su tekle, a srne bi rekle raja eno malog Milana

Vatra s ognjišta je grijala pet sjenki sa zidova

A na zidu Zvezda crvena, Bijelo Dugme i Sveti Nikola

Pored kuće štala

U štali sjeno ispod sjena maljutka

Sestra se bila dobro udala

A u brata firma krenula

Al' otac je bio tmuran na dan Arhanđela Gavrila

Govorio je svečano riječima predaka

Mog dedu su jurili Turci, a vašeg Austrija

Ja sam bježo od ustaškog noža, od tada sam sjed

Opet je vrijeme da se Srpstvo brani puškom

Stante djeco u red

Fazila je bila meka svila prava vila, samo bez krila

Babo joj je trgovo kožom od Visokog pa do Goražđa

U kući vazda osmjesi, baklava i puna tepsija

Imala je četiri brata, četiri vita jelena

Al' majka je suzna klanjala na prvi dan Bajrama

Babo je zborio mirno, kao stari hadžija

Mora se djeco braniti Bosna, naša jedina

Zagleda se tad u brata brat

Nema sumnje počinje rat

Bila je noć i bila je hladna smještena vješta zasjeda

Akciju su vodila četiri brata, četiri vita jelena

Odjeknu lelek klancima, prosu se krv rijekama

Žive uhvatiše par momaka

Živog i brata Milana

Kontraofanziva kao što to biva bila je zestoka

Srpsku vojsku vodio je lično pukovnik Slavko Lisica

Noć se okrenu naopako, nema više ni svitanja

Po srušenoj čaršiji lutao je Milan

Tražeć brata rođena

Al' umjesto brata ispod jorgovana stajala je lijepa Fazila

Ti ideš sada samnom jasna su pravila

Tvoja braća drže moga brata

Slijedi razmjena

Ništa ti se neće desit ako budeš pametna

Al' ljubav udari često tamo gdje ne treba

I kad joj se čovjek najmanje nada

A kad ljubav udari strasno tu stiže i nesreća

I u plamenu sve obično strada

Pet dana je sjedila u uglu, kao pet stotina godina

Pet noći od straha pet jutara bez dodira

Šesti dan se u njima probudi luda bečtija

Šesti dan, kao san, ljubav se rodila

Blagi dodir usnama, jebena je sudbina

Zar ti je mala Turkinja mozak popila

Zar ti ništa ne znače srpstvo i Sveti Nikola

Zar da ti brata na kolac nabiju, govorila je rodbina

Zar ne znaš da je rat, đe ziviš ti

Ona ostaje samnom jeb’te se svi

I uzalud je stig’o haber da je spremna razmjena

Uzalud je babo slao novce

Vrati nam se jedina

Moja je ovdje zadnja, ja ne idem od Milana

Jer ljubav udari često tamo gdje ne treba

I kad joj se čovjek najmanje nada

A kad ljubav udari strasno tu stiže i nesreća

I u plamenu sve obično strada

Sve do zime nisu izlazili iz svog malog brloga

Prokleti da su Milan i Fazila i od Boga i od naroda

Kažu da ih je grijala neka đavolja ljubav vatrena

Kažu da je ta vrela ljubav jedne noći kuću zapalila

Gorio je strašan plamen iznad bosanskih planina

A vojska tvrdi da tjela nisu nigdje nađena

Neke babe su ih vidjele da lete poput anđela

Primila ih je Amerika javio je novinar Reutera

Ali nije znao tačno ko je dobio azil

Milan i Fazila il' Milana i Fazil

Jer ljubav udari često tamo gdje ne treba

I kad joj se čovjek najmanje nada

A kad ljubav udari strastno tu stiže i nesreća

I u plamenu sve obično strada

Podno planina i orlovih krila on je pio potok s izvora

At the foot of the mountains and the eagle's wings he drank the stream from the spring

The waters flowed, and the deer would say the paradise of little Milan

The fire from the hearth warmed the five shadows from the walls

And on the wall, Red Star, White Button and Saint Nicholas

Next to the barn house

In the barn the shadow under the shadows of the little one

The sister was well married

And my brother's company started

But the father was gloomy on the day of the Archangel Gabriel

He spoke solemnly in the words of his ancestors

My grandfather was chased by the Turks, and yours by Austria

I escaped from the Ustasha knife, I have been sitting ever since

It is time again to defend Serbia with a rifle

Stand up, kids

Fazila was a soft silk real fairy, only without wings

Her grandmother traded in leather from Visoko to Goražde

There are always smiles, baklava and a full casserole in the house

She had four brothers, four deer

But the mother shed tears on the first day of Eid

Babo spoke calmly, like an old pilgrim

Children must be defended by Bosnia, our only one

He then stared at his brother

No doubt the war begins

It was night and there was a cold set skillful ambush

The action was led by four brothers, four deer

The howls echoed through the gorges, the blood spilled over the rivers

A couple of guys were caught alive

Alive and brother Milan

The counter-offensive as it happens was fierce

The Serbian army was led personally by Colonel Slavko Lisica

The night turned upside down, there was no more dawn

Milan was wandering around the ruined bazaar

Looking for a brother born

But instead of her brother, a beautiful Fazila stood under the lilacs

You go with me now, the rules are clear

Your brothers are holding my brother

An exchange follows

Nothing will happen to you if you are smart

But love often strikes where it shouldn't

And when one least hopes for her

And when love strikes passionately, misfortune comes

And in the flames everything usually suffers

She sat in the corner for five days, like five hundred years

Five nights out of fear of five mornings without touching

On the sixth day, a mad beast woke up in them

On the sixth day, like a dream, love was born

A light touch of the lips is a fucking fate

Did the little Turkish woman drink your brain?

Doesn't Serbianness and Saint Nicholas mean anything to you?

Should your brother be impaled, relatives said

Don't you know it's a war, you'll live

She stays with me, fuck you all

And in vain did the news come that the exchange was ready

Grandma sent money in vain

Come back to us alone

Mine is the last one here, I'm not leaving Milan

Because love strikes often where it shouldn’t

And when one least hopes for her

And when love strikes passionately, misfortune comes

And in the flames everything usually suffers

They did not come out of their little lair until the winter

Cursed be Milan and Fazila from both God and the people

They say that they were warmed by some devilish fiery love

They say that hot love set the house on fire one night

A terrible flame was burning above the Bosnian mountains

And the military claims the bodies were nowhere to be found

Some grandmothers saw them flying like angels

They were received by America, a Reuters journalist reported

But he did not know exactly who was granted asylum

Milan and Fazil or 'Milan and Fazil

Because love strikes often where it shouldn’t

And when one least hopes for her

And when love strikes passionately, misfortune comes

And in the flames everything usually suffers

At the foot of the mountains and the eagle's wings he drank the stream from the spring