Plavi se Jadran talasa
The Blue Adriatic Sways
Nekada se pjevat znalo:Plavi se Jadran talasa!Na toplome ljetnom suncu,radnička odmara se klasa!
In the old days people sang:"The blue Adriatic sways!In the warm sun of the summerthe working class takes holidays!"
Sa parama tog radnika,izgrađeni su hoteli,igrališta, divne plažei sve što ti srce želi.
With the money of that workerthe hotels were built, and more:playing fields and lovely beaches,all the heart is longing for.
Tko devize sobom nosi,Jadranom se plavim kiti,a naš radnik u snovima,može more samo sniti.
Those who carry foreign moneywear the blue sea like a prize;while our worker, in his dreaming,sees the sea with sleeping eyes.
Na TV-u sada gleda,po Jadranu stranac skita,kada će na more moći,u duši se radnik pita.
On TV he watches nowstrangers roaming far and wide;"When will I get to the sea?"asks the worker, deep inside.
Ni penzići sad ne znaju,je li se još Jadran plavi?Eh, da mogu opet tamo,to bi bio život pravi.
Pensioners no longer knowif the Adriatic's still blue.Oh, if they could go back there:that would be the life they knew!
Ljetno sunce morem žeže.Hoteli su stalno puni,a na plaži dupe griju,samo stranci i tajkuni.
Summer sun scorches the sea,the hotels are full year-round,and on beaches, warming bums,only strangers and tycoons are found.
Valpovo, 05. 07. 1985.
Valpovo, July 5, 1985