Puteru, puteru [English translation]

Music is felt at night

Nobody loves you like me

Quilts opened their eyes

Our bed is cheerful

Who is knocking in the middle of the night

That's your mother raping us

I'll get your mother's eyes out

Let good father caress her

Butter, butter

You need a hero

Butter, butter

You need a hero

(I'm your hick)

Music is felt at night

Nobody loves you like me

I'll send you roses this night

One boor loved you

I kissed you first

I taught you everything

Now let the excellent students kiss you

In the life of a coon they lose

• Artist:Plavi Orkestar
• Album:Smrt fašizmu (1986)