Kere Varošanke [English translation]

I could say something about this government, too... But I won't... Devil's gonna make me... I'll try to prevent him...

I'll resist...

I don't care about "fair" ones who go astray...

Nor about ministers, hopeful and kinky...

I don't care about all those who just observe, public notaries, young and brisk...

They go to sleep being straight, but wake up in a gang bang...

I could say something... Eh...

But for what? Look at the fool! No use from becarac**!

Nobody cares about me, nobody listens to me...

I could say something, but that's not enough... Sorry...

I have already run from the persecutors... It's time for you to admit the same... Or get off my d***.

I do care for the elite godless ones,

Who procrastinate with the left hand while cross themselves with the right one...

For them the Ten Commandments are worthless,

Cause donations will open the heaven doors for foes..

I could say something... Eh...

But I would just expose myself to the enemies and naggers,

Corrupt notaries... Insatiable clerks...

Mayors... Financiers... Step away... No way...

You can bark, the dogs of varoš... I am the dog too... I know you well...

I don't find you worthy... Bark, but know I don't listen to you...

I have my darling... My little bug... And a dove...

Step away, you city dogs... You're not so dangerous...

I could say something, it would make a fuss... But no!

Some time ago I wouldn't hold myself, no matter the price...

But now? Double no! No!

I don't talk about those who made a disgrace of us...

And instantly betrayed us to the knaves...

They divide the land and roads between sister-in-laws and godfathers...

They swear, and then disclose... Repack, and then sell...

I could say something... Eh...

But I would attract misery and all those charlatans:

Repainted old buckets... Failed musicians...

All sorts of army suppliers... And stock speculators...

I could say something that would shock everybody... But I won't...

Everybody sees it, everybody gets it, but only I have to say it out loud? Be smart...

Why would I talk about double-faced vagabonds?

Somebody's going to write about them on the walls

That they have stolen... Fallen.. And traded somebody else's dreams...

Spent it all... Ate it all... And ended unfit...

I could say something... Eh...

And then suffer the punishment? And then blush when it gets out

That my pals are ordinary street thieves...

Golden-mouthed fraudsters... Danglers of all kinds...

You can bark, the dogs of varoš...

• Artist:Đorđe Balašević
• Album:Rani mraz (2004)