When mr druze Tito was alive
My father could afford a Ficho and drive
Every jugo people went to the work
Respect was tha shit nobody was a jerk
In a land, the friendly Yugoslavija
A broken band a sadly historija.
Mr druze Tito mi ti se kunemo,
Mr druze Tito mi ti se kunemo
Remember the days when Tito was the man
The only presidente with a master plan
Unite all the people, unite you and me
Unite all of us the way it should be.
The years went by and Tito passed away
My Balkan brothers didn’t want to stay
Every Republic wants to be alone
Our lovely hearts turned into stone