Tumba [English translation]

When the state of things breaks

our maimed bodies

We give up on food

but never give up on drink

And then we look upon it all

like some disgusting torture

and order a round of alcohol

We're fine and we're rolling

We're fine and we're rolling

We're fine and we're rolling down the hill

But life it goes on

and all of this shall pass

Therefore I make my worried eyes

smile with some wine

What can you do, all of this disgusts us

Some have it all, some have nothing

That's why you should, instead of problems

give me some alcohol

We're fine and we're rolling

We're fine and we're rolling

We're fine and we're rolling down the hill

We're fine and we're rolling

We're fine and we're rolling

We're fine and we're rolling down the hill

• Artist:Daleka obala
• Album:Daleka Obala - Original Album Collection