Lupi petama by Prljavo Kazalište to english

Jednog dana kada ovaj rat se završi
jedva čekam prijatelji sve vas da zagrlim
ovako sjedim sam pa vam ponekad odpjevam

Lupi petama, reci, evo sve za Hrvatsku
Poljubim zastavu i pustim suzu neku iskrenu
O Boze cuvaj ti nase golubove i sirotinju
Jer bogati se ionako za sebe pobrinu.

Ima dana kada ne znam sto cu sa sobom
Jer ne vesele mene bez vas utakmice nedjeljom
A kada padne evo noc dozivam vas imenom
Vas su prekrili zastavom i mahovinom.

A ja sjedim sam pa ponekad za vas otpjevam
Jednog dana kada ovaj rat se zavrsi
Jedva cekam prijatelji sve vas da zagrlim
O Boze cuvaj ti nase golubove i sirotinju
Jer bogati se ionako za sebe pobrinu.

Ima dana kada ne znam sto cu sa sobom
Jer ne vesele mene bez vas utakmice nedjeljom
A kada padne evo noc dozivam vas imenom
Vas su prekrili zastavom mahovinom.

Lupi petama, reci evo sve za Hrvatsku
Poljubi zastavu i pusti suzu neku iskrenu
O Boze cuvaj ti nase golubove i sirotinju
Jer bogati se ionako za sebe pobrinu.




thanks : )

Stomp Your Heels

One day when this war is over
I can hardly wait for my friends, to hug you all
I sit alone like this so sometimes I sing for you

Stomp your heels, say, here's everything for Croatia
I kiss the flag and shed an honest tear
Oh God, protect our pigeons and our poor
Because the rich take care of themselves anyway

There are days when I don't know what to do with myself
Because I'm not cheered up by Sunday games without you
And when night falls I call out your names
They covered you with a flag and with moss

And I sit alone so sometimes I sing for you
One day when this war is over
I can hardly wait for my friends, to hug you all
Oh God, protect our pigeons and our poor
Because the rich take care of themselves anyway

There are days when I don't know what to do with myself
Because I'm not cheered up by Sunday games without you
And when night falls I call out your names
They covered you with a flag and with moss

Stomp your heels, say, here's everything for Croatia
Kiss the flag and shed an honest tear
Oh God, protect our pigeons and our poor
Because the rich take care of themselves anyway

beutifull, thanks