In this area
In this area
There are beautiful things
In this area
There are songs which make your soul cringe
There is stupidity wherever you look
There are infinite fields of wheat
There are as many starving people as you wish
We have a soul as big as an airport
And we have good feel for the ball
Inherited fear of "propuh"
We have the juiciest swear words
We have new cars just for the image
We have the attitude when we are clueless
Enough hatred and enough spite
For at least 2 or 3 more wars
Specialty of this area
is everything that separates
If you were born outside of the box
You won't be at peace here
Church bell is ringing
Calling for new storms
In this area
In this area
There is absolutely everything
In this area
*propuh or promaja occurrs when you open more then one window in the house or car etc. and air is circulating. It is believed by Slavs to cause many health issues.