Danes ni sobota.
Danes ni poplave
in danes ni avto povozil otrok.
Danes ni pogrebov (sirene tulijo).
Danes ni potresov (sirene tulijo)
in danes ni nož ne sekira,
plavih fantov klicala.
Danes banke spijo (sirene tulijo).
Gozdovi ne gorijo (sirene tulijo)
in danes ni žaga odrezala rok.
Traktorji so mirni.
Delavci so pridni
in danes ni strup ne bolezen,
belih sester klicala.
Zdaj si še zadnjič oglejmo to modro nebo,
prižgimo falote in si čestitajmo.
Poljubimo ženo, otroke in ljubico!
Naj nam šampanjci zapojejo za slovo!
-----------------------
Vodil sem do zadnjega poleta
jaz nesrečni Ari Peka Nikolla.
Potem pa skočim. (Kam?)
Preko cilja, preko Celja.
Tja, kjer je razveljavljena serija doma.
Adijo slava, adijo zmaga, adijo Jožica.
Gate na glavo, pa dva svinčnika v nos!
Moj angel sreče je pač lačen in bos.
Domačini so sočutno zaihteli.
Orli so mi v slovo zapeli.
Jaz pa urno čez Trojane,
med junake zbrane grem, (Trenirat eksanje?)
da bom samo za naju dva zavriskal s Pohorja.
Adijo slava, adijo zmaga, adijo Jožica.
Gate na glavo, pa dva svinčnika v nos!
Moj angel sreče je pač lačen in bos.
Vsi poznamo te občutke,
ko nam bliska na trenutke bog
z rdečo krpo pred očmi.
Gate na glavo, pa dva svinčnika v nos!
Moj angel sreče je pač lačen in bos.
------------------------------
Today is Saturday.
Today there is no flooding
and today is the car hit children.
Today is not a funeral (sirens tulijo).
Today, no earthquakes (sirens tulijo)
and today there is no knife Sun ax
blond boys called.
Today, banks are asleep (sirens tulijo).
Forests burn (sirens tulijo)
and today is saw cut hands.
Tractors quiet.
Employees are hardworking
and today there is no poison Sun disease
white sisters called.
Now let's look at you one last Tues blue sky,
falote comes on and you čestitajmo.
Kiss wife, children and mistress!
Let us sing for champagne farewell
----------------------------------
I headed up to the last flight
I unhappy Ari Baking Nikolla.
Then I jump. (Where?)
Over the target, through Celje.
Go where the canceled series at home.
Bye glory, victory bye, bye Jožica.
Gate on the head, and two pencil up your nose!
My angel of happiness was just hungry and barefoot.
The local people are compassionate zaihteli.
Eagles to leave me sing.
And I watch over Trojan,
collected between heroes go, (coach eksanje?)
I will only for us two zavriskal from Pohorje.
Bye glory, victory bye, bye Jožica.
Gate on the head, and two pencil up your nose!
My angel of happiness was just hungry and barefoot.
We all know this feeling,
when you flash at times God
with a red cloth in front.
Gate on the head, and two pencil up your nose!
My angel of happiness was just hungry and barefoot.
Danes ni poplave
in danes ni avto povozil otrok.
Danes ni pogrebov (sirene tulijo).
Danes ni potresov (sirene tulijo)
in danes ni nož ne sekira,
plavih fantov klicala.
Danes banke spijo (sirene tulijo).
Gozdovi ne gorijo (sirene tulijo)
in danes ni žaga odrezala rok.
Traktorji so mirni.
Delavci so pridni
in danes ni strup ne bolezen,
belih sester klicala.
Zdaj si še zadnjič oglejmo to modro nebo,
prižgimo falote in si čestitajmo.
Poljubimo ženo, otroke in ljubico!
Naj nam šampanjci zapojejo za slovo!
-----------------------
Vodil sem do zadnjega poleta
jaz nesrečni Ari Peka Nikolla.
Potem pa skočim. (Kam?)
Preko cilja, preko Celja.
Tja, kjer je razveljavljena serija doma.
Adijo slava, adijo zmaga, adijo Jožica.
Gate na glavo, pa dva svinčnika v nos!
Moj angel sreče je pač lačen in bos.
Domačini so sočutno zaihteli.
Orli so mi v slovo zapeli.
Jaz pa urno čez Trojane,
med junake zbrane grem, (Trenirat eksanje?)
da bom samo za naju dva zavriskal s Pohorja.
Adijo slava, adijo zmaga, adijo Jožica.
Gate na glavo, pa dva svinčnika v nos!
Moj angel sreče je pač lačen in bos.
Vsi poznamo te občutke,
ko nam bliska na trenutke bog
z rdečo krpo pred očmi.
Gate na glavo, pa dva svinčnika v nos!
Moj angel sreče je pač lačen in bos.
------------------------------
Today is Saturday.
Today there is no flooding
and today is the car hit children.
Today is not a funeral (sirens tulijo).
Today, no earthquakes (sirens tulijo)
and today there is no knife Sun ax
blond boys called.
Today, banks are asleep (sirens tulijo).
Forests burn (sirens tulijo)
and today is saw cut hands.
Tractors quiet.
Employees are hardworking
and today there is no poison Sun disease
white sisters called.
Now let's look at you one last Tues blue sky,
falote comes on and you čestitajmo.
Kiss wife, children and mistress!
Let us sing for champagne farewell
----------------------------------
I headed up to the last flight
I unhappy Ari Baking Nikolla.
Then I jump. (Where?)
Over the target, through Celje.
Go where the canceled series at home.
Bye glory, victory bye, bye Jožica.
Gate on the head, and two pencil up your nose!
My angel of happiness was just hungry and barefoot.
The local people are compassionate zaihteli.
Eagles to leave me sing.
And I watch over Trojan,
collected between heroes go, (coach eksanje?)
I will only for us two zavriskal from Pohorje.
Bye glory, victory bye, bye Jožica.
Gate on the head, and two pencil up your nose!
My angel of happiness was just hungry and barefoot.
We all know this feeling,
when you flash at times God
with a red cloth in front.
Gate on the head, and two pencil up your nose!
My angel of happiness was just hungry and barefoot.