Kidanje Veze [Pismo Ocu] [English translation]

My dear father, your son loves you

I think about you often, every day since you went missing

The uncle told us, he took a bullet himself

That you, him and Sajo got separated

On the day when the town fell

I'll never forget that day

When Sajo came back from the concentration camp

When he told me:"You old man says hi".

'If there was a God, he would have come back in an exchange'

Every day mother told me

So, we lived the whole war from exchange to exchange

You're dead to everyone, but not to me

With every organisation I looked for information

Anything at all, but nobody here knows anything

I beg God that they're lying when they're say you've died

Buy you know how awful this world is

Some cop told me

That he was held in a camp in Serbia

And that somebody who looked just like you, he swore on eveything

Was locked up in the same camp with him

Ah, mum like mum, mun like mum, father she suffers the most

She drank for a while, didn't know what to do with herself

Went to fortune tellers

She kept hoping, she kept growing her hope with the fortune tellers

But she's okay, don't worry, she's better now

I'm a good kid, she's god her meds and she's in good mood

(Chorus)

When the relationships tear I write letters and poems

I can't take it any more, but men don't cry

So I put together letters and fill my notebooks

Fucked up, really, I'm neither a man nor a child

My dear father, my dear dad

Remember, that's what I called you before the war

Until some bearded dude didn't start to tease me

I don't want to go into it now, but you wouldn't like them, I guarantee it

Never mind, remember how I made meza 1 for you?

Now I make it for myself, only slivovitz 2, you know I won't get into drugs

Don't be afraid, I'm not a faggot 3, I had few girls

You know yourself that it's genetics for us

I'd love to see a game with you, at least once

Mum told me how much you love football

If you only saw, there's this Salihamidžić

Remind me of you a bit, you should see pushing through the wing

I almost started crying, let me tell you, this is the thing

We're off to Australia, almost everyone went there

Uncle setup something via IOM4

We have to go soon, my old man, life here is really bad

If the God returns you alive if he bring you back to us

You never know, here under this is the address

Here's a phone number, it's mine only

Don't worry, I'll take care of mum

Your son loves you, my dear father, my dear father

(Chorus)

When the relationships tear I write letters and poems

I can't take it any more, but men don't cry

So I put together letters and fill my notebooks

Fucked up, really, I'm neither a man nor a child

(Outro)

Neither known, nor crazy, neither good nor rough

Only wishing for justice, 'Welcome to the club'

They scare us, divide, but we have nothing

So I'm afraid of nothing, except the Lord Almighty

(On PA)

Welcome to the Melbourne airport

It's a beautiful sunny day

And we wish you a pleasant stay here in Australia

1. drinking food2. plum brandy, common spirit in the region3. yes, this exact slur is used, direct translation4. International Organisation for Migration

• Artist:Edo Maajka
• Album:No sikiriki