ĆAĆA MOJ

Partija si s 13 godi,
s kuferom od karte.
U svit dalek oni bili,
da bi posta covik cili.
S malo soldi, puno volje,
mladost zaboravit,
a nejake, slabe ruke
nisu mogle sve ostvarit.

Puno mi falis, caca moj,
blagi osmijeh spanjuletom.
Bili pramen, korak tvoj,
dodji mi, dodji, sine moj.
Puno mi falis caca moj,
sad kad nisi kraj mene.
Stara mati ceka te,
tvoja dica zovu te.

U neveri jos zivota,
finili su drugi znoj,
a svi krizi kad se zbroje,
ma puno mi falis, caca moj.

Puno mi falis, caca moj,
blagi osmijeh spanjuletom.
Bili pramen, korak tvoj,
dodji mi, dodji, sine moj.
Puno mi falis caca moj,
sad kad nisi kraj mene.
Stara mati ceka te,
tvoja dica zovu te.

Puno mi falis, caca moj,
blagi osmijeh spanjuletom.
Bili pramen, korak tvoj,
dodji mi, dodji, sine moj.
Puno mi falis caca moj,
sad kad nisi kraj mene.
Stara mati ceka te,
tvoja dica zovu te.
Puno mi falis, caca moj.

English translation:

MY DAD

You left with 13 years,
with a cardboard suitcase.
Into a distant white world
to become a whole man.
With just a little money
and lots of will
you forgot the happiness
and youth,
but tender, weak hands
couldn't have made it all.

I miss you a lot, dad,
your mild look with a cigarette.
White tuft, your step,
come to me, my son.
I miss you a lot, dad,
now that you're not here
with me.
Old mother awaits you,
your kids are calling you.

Not enjoying the life
in the fullest yet,
your sweating has ended,
and all the troubles when they count,
I miss you a lot, dad.

I miss you a lot, dad,
your mild look with a cigarette.
White tuft, your step,
come to me, my son.
I miss you a lot, dad,
now that you're not here
with me.
Old mother awaits you,
your kids are calling you.

I miss you a lot, dad,
your mild look with a cigarette.
White tuft, your step,
come to me, my son.
I miss you a lot, dad,
now that you're not here
with me.
Old mother awaits you,
your kids are calling you.
I miss you a lot, dad.