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Original lyrics: Damir Avdić - Komunist Plus My Father Was a Communist My father was a communist once When they all fell, he didn’t chase their crumbs He stacked his ideals, no shame, no disguise Cut off the traitors, worked a garden his size There he sits alone, no money, no crew But luck walks with him — pigeons in a few Peels the vines for brandy, hoes the onion rows Doesn’t tell old legends — he feeds the young he knows And my father tells me, “Son, forget their noise When I’m gone, keep the soil — that land is yours Here’s the brandy, here’s the vine, sit down, feel the heat Don’t you worry — send them all straight down the street” And my mother tells me: “Forget the brandy, forget the vine Pull out your ideals Then send them off, one by one, in line” To hell with visas, embassies, flags Young hands won’t work for broken scraps Welfare, weapons, empty talk Here comes the herd from the eastern block Family, tradition — I stand where my dead lie still Faith and anthem, homeland thrill God, the flag, the sacred ground And young fresh bodies traded around New Bosnians — cultural revolution I was tiny once, barely alive After the war I grew oversized Some were buried, some gave in Now I speak loud, now I’m first in line New Bosnians — cultural revolution My whole tribe sits in parliament seats Forget the fields, forget the wheat — you follow me I’ve got a father, shiny rims Walking the dog, chasing sins New Bosnians — cultural revolution I’ve got Oscars, bears, and kings Tigers, lions, wolves — my kin No more Tito on Bosnian ground Damn the bloodlines that chained us down