[there are two versions, English and Bosnian]
Hashishi Hashisha mani me se Aleksa
Piješ pušiš hašiš pa meni pod prozor dolaziš
Open that gate, 'cause I swear to Allah,
I shall break the studs anf the bloody hinges,
So waht if my faith is infidel to yours,
Just put me out of misery, Emina,
Hate me not, beseech you, 'cause for weeks I'm high,
Drinking with old bums, destroying my life,
'Till the early hours sitting in the bar,
Listening to the life of hamdu lillah saz.
Kapidžik otvori, jer, moga mi dina,
Izvali?u direk i baglame tvrde,
Pa neka se na me svi alimi srde,
Jer za tobom, beli, umrijeh, Emina!
Il' si ljuta na me što po heftu dana
U mehani sjedim, niti drugo marim
No razbijam derte s bekrijama starim
Uz udare sitne tankih terzijana?
A ko ne bi pio?... Ko se jednom svrne
U tvoj sokak, pa ti vidi o?i crne,
Taj se mahnit vra?a domu i akrebi.
I kadija, valah, bekrija bi bio!
Da te jednom vidi, bukarom bi pio
I nikad se više avertio ne bi!...
S grana vjetar duhnu, pa niz pleci puste,
Rasplete joj one pletenice guste
Vec u srebren ibrik zahvatila vode,
Pa po bašci dule zaljevati ode!
Writer(s): Dp, Christopher Shelton Stromquist, Valeri Iliev Kiossovski, Srdjan Gino Yevdjevich, Matthew Roy Noble, Mario Butkovic, Masashi Kobayashi
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