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Milan Brada balada
Milan Brada
je živeo van grada,
Milan Brada
je živeo van grada,
sa ženom i pet dece,
u kući koja strada.
Nigde posla ni para,
put života te bije,
Nigde posla ni para,
put života te bije,
a deca su ti gladna,
ni do smeha im nije.
Beba mahnito gleda,
za rukav jako cima.
Beba mahnito gleda,
za rukav jako cima.
Ideš u krug i pitaš:
Bože, da li te ima?
Gamad izjela brašno,
stoku ubila kuga.
Gamad izjela brašno,
stoku ubila kuga.
Ima li koga da zna?
Da li je ikog briga?
Moliš se Bogu svome:
Daruj mi bližnjeg druga!
Moliš se Bogu svome:
Daruj mi bližnjeg druga!
A džep ti prazan kaže
da ti se i Bog ruga.
Bebe ti jače kmeče,
odzvanja glavom vrisak,
Bebe ti jače kmeče,
odzvanja glavom vrisak,
a žene krici bodu
kao prljavi pljusak.
Truli ti čak i trava,
bez vode u bunaru.
Truli ti čak i trava,
bez vode u bunaru.
Dao si zadnji dinar
za metke za sačmaru.
Daleko na hladnoći
šakal urlike broji.
Daleko na hladnoći
šakal urlike broji.
Gledaš prema sačmari,
što ti na zidu stoji.
Krv ti oblila mozak,
klecaš od teške muke.
Krv ti oblila mozak,
klecaš od teške muke.
Gledaš prema sačmari
koju ti drže ruke.
Sedam se vetrića dah
kroz vrata provuče tek,
Sedam se vetrića dah
kroz vrata provuče tek,
sedam pucnjeva prasnu
ko burnog talasa jek.
Sedam ljudi je mrtvo
u trošnoj kući jada;
Sedam ljudi je mrtvo
u trošnoj kući jada;
tamo negde daleko
sedam se novih radja...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_8xkxy3tXTA
Bob Dylan - Ballad of Hollis Brown
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
With his wife and five children
And his cabin broken down
You looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile
Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor and wonder why
With every breath you breathe
The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
If there's anyone that knows
Is there anyone that cares?
You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
Your empty pockets tell yuh
That you ain't a-got no friend
Your babies are crying louder now
It's pounding on your brain
Your babies are crying louder now
It's pounding on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain
Your grass it is turning black
There's no water in your well
Your grass is turning black
There's no water in your well
You spent your last lone dollar
On seven shotgun shells
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That's hangin' on the wall
Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That you're holdin' in your hand
There's seven breezes blowin'
All around the cabin door
There's seven breezes blowin'
All around the cabin door
Seven shots ring out
Like the ocean's pounding roar
There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
Somewhere in the distance
There's seven new people born
