Hare Mujić – Sve su flaše naše
To je to što mi srcu prija, to je to što mi vatru budi
topli zvuci iz kraja mog, moja kuća, moji ljudi
Samo glasno nek' se zna kako slavi bekrija
Samo jako, najjače, neka vidi svijet
Ref.
Sve su flaše naše, ne zna im se broj
Djevojke i vino i drugara sto
Sve su flaše naše, još toliko daj
Na Balkanu to se zove raj
To je to što mi osmijeh vraća, to je to što mi dušu hrani
muzika na kućnom pragu, moja draga i jarani
Samo glasno nek' se zna kako slavi bekrija
Samo jako, najjače, neka vidi svijet
All bottles are ours
That's what pleases my heart, that's what wakes my fire
warm sounds of my home place, my home, my people
Only loud, let it be known how tippler celebrates
Only strong, the strongest, let the world see
Ref.
All bottles are ours, their number is unknown
Girls and wine and a hundred friends
All bottles are ours, give the same (amount) more
It's called paradise in Balkan
That's what brings me back the smile, that's what feeds my soul
music on the doorstep, my darling and friends
Only loud, let it be known how tippler celebrates
Only strong, the strongest, let the world see