When I was small and still very young
I lived in a village, a few minutes on foot from the town
And I was, as the expression goes, a walking pupil
Every homework was easy for me
In school I had all straight A's
In school I had all straight A's
In school I had all straight A's
Except of course not in behaviour
Back then, there was a well known singer Halid Invalid Hari*
He sang some very popular songs
My mother said I could go to his concert
If I earned an A in behaviour
So naturally I stopped picking at my ear nose and throat
Taking the piss out of teachers, going to school barefoot
Before and after meals I started washing my hands
Without my mother having to remind me
Aman... Aman - a common exclamation in Sevdah songs
And for real, they put up posters in the village
Of handsome Halid Invalid Hari in a golden suit
And under him in white small print:
On Sunday in the village hall, starts at six
Admission is forty-two dinars
For children and soldiers, half of that
Admission is forty-two dinars
For children and soldiers, half of that
So that mother could keep her promise to the son
On that day we fed the cattle earlier
We took with us Meho's older daughter
And put sarma* for my old man in the smallest pan
Kamenko* said that it would be a rainy day
So we stopped at my uncle's and borrowed an umbrella
Aman... Aman - a common exclamation in Sevdah songs
We bought tickets and sat in the second row
My mother lit up a fag, and we ate ice-cream
And then, on the boards that mean life*
Appeared some loser and started jumping about:
Wanka-wanka-john wanka-wanka-d-john
Wanka-wanka-john wanka-wanka-d-john
Wanka-wanka-john wanka-wanka-d-john
Wanka-wanka-john wanka-wanka-d-john
The audience started hitting the roof
The audience started hitting the roof
The audience started hitting the roof
Because it was, in flesh and blood, Halid Invalid Hari
I was very happy to see him,
And I exclaimed loudly, "Mother, I want to be like this too"
And my mother whacked me on the head with the umbrella
And angrily said: "The cock you will, son..."
Halid Invalid Hari, my old friend
I want to ask you about some private things
I'm all fed up with this alternative scene
And I want to make one real hit
For my old mother, sister-in-law and daughter-in-law
So that everybody in my village will sing it
So that fans always ask for me like they ask for you
Whores on the beach and highwaymen on the watch
So that they shout after me: He's our real daddy
So that they shout after me Amadeus Rambo
So that they shout after me: He's our real daddy
Amadeus Rambo
So that I make 150 thousand Swiss like you
To buy for myself various Džirlo knickknacks*
And for my old mother teeth from a black man
So that she can crack nuts easier
Aman... Aman - a common exclamation in Sevdah songs
Oh, Rambo, why didn't you tell me sooner
I'd sure make a hit for you for free
You're a handsome and hardworking interpreter
Here's Hit 101 for you:
* I would ask not to ask you
I would ask but maybe I wouldn't
I would ask not to ask you
I would ask my baby, maybe
* And as soon as I heard him out
I did what he said
I'm going home to sleep in peace
Why would I stop to worry
When he, who's from another planet
Suffers with me from the same sadness
When he, who's from another planet
Suffers with me from the same sadness
I would ask not to ask you
I would ask but maybe I wouldn't
I would ask not to ask you
I would ask my baby, maybe