MC Mladja-Legionarska tuga
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je suis légionnaire… je suis légionnaire
Legionarska tuga.....
Razmisli o svemu više nemam dilemu
Ostaviću svoju nevenčanu ženu
I drugim će da krenu putevima noge moje
Marširaj ili umri oni za ljude postoje
To je što je nas dvoje nekad bili smo jedno
Naš zajednički život bio je ko sedmo nebo
Znam da sam sjebo znam da nisam trebo
Ali Volim te Bebo i znaj da nije mi svejedno
Znam da neću se iskupiti sa medom od pliša
Zato čekam let za Pariz dok vani pljušti kiša
Vani ali u meni jedan deo kaže stani deo drugi kaže kreni
Poslednji poziv za putnike sad ,ja sam jedan od njih
Lud,zbunjen i mlad
Ja osecam glad, ja osecam jad
Naš uređen stan menjam za pakleni Čad
Podižem torbu ko thousand kila
Noge teške ko greške
Slomljenih krila rengenom prolazim
Dolazim do stepeništa ulazim u plane
Smeštam se i vežem
Navlačim zavesu i našu sliku stežem
Pogledom tim mojim obojenim setom
Odlučio sam eto ali se ipak kao pseto
osećam moj nežni anđele lepi
pilotu poleti….
je suis légionnaire… je suis légionnaire…
Legionarska tuga....
Svuda okolo magla jedva sletesmo nekako
Čeka me taxi za povratak je prekasno
Vozi me ispred baze Legije stranaca
Ja lagano hodam pored zelenih ranaca
Tog ustrojenog voda
Tebra dolazim do vrata
I portiru se javljam na lošem francuskom
Svoju želju mu prestavljam
I ulazim u nešto što nisam ni sanjao
A neki lik sa činom ladno
Šta te je dovelo ovamo momak?
Pita me a pitanje mi probada stomak
Ukus gorak mi je u ustima ko mastilo
Vreme prolazno istrčo sam fantastično
Kuper super kaže instruktor na stazi
Onda pravac tušerica pa paviljon u bazi
Tad postaje mi dom motam ,kockam opremu
Dok obliva me znoj brate moj još nije valjano ni svanulo
A dežurni trubom budi nas kao namerno što glasnije može
Mili Bože minut za brijanje i minut za sranje
I minus je napolju žešće mozga pranje
Kroz fizičke vežbe muke paklene obuke
Svakim danom sve je teže ali me veže svojstvo odluke
Zato sam Majko mila na završnom maršu drilla
S puno volje s puno žara
Neki su otpali mi ostali postali deo legionara
Prvi izlazak u grad
Ajde brate idi karaj tamo Afro-amerikanku neku
I odvodi ortak azijatkinju lepu
Ali ostajem sam za stolom sa svojim bolom
Još jedan dan je prošao dušo u mislima sa tobom
je suis légionnaire… je suis légionnaire…
Legionarska tuga....
Došao je red na prvu mirovnu misiju
I ja sam na spisku a ortaci potpisuju
Isto što i ja da niko ne odgovara ako nam se nešto desi
Da postoji mogućnost da nas vrate i u kesi
Ali sve ortak do ortaka da jedan drugog teši
Sve će biti kako valja
Opet ćemo svi u treši
Champs-Élysées tebra šetati se srećni
A sad kreći
Jedan za drugim ludi svi u istom smeru
U avion pravac Peru
Gde keru kožu deru
I sa istog mesa žderu
Gde za sanduk municije
Otac prodao bi ćeru
Sin prodao bi kevu
Gde tone gudre valjaju
Zabole ih baš da peru
Svoj prljavi novac
Sad sam borac kao lovac
Uz reku u šteku
Sa jedne strane mosta u senci sa ortacima
A tiha noć kao Bosna
Odjedanput posta zbog treštanja rafala
Vala nadomak nas i granata je pala
Bogu hvala svima glava na ramenima je brate
Odgovaram na pucanj pucnjam
Ortaci me prate
Brzo sjebasmo stražare
Ali i dalje se puca
Kao sumanut pucam mecima
Meso kao džukac kidam sa peruanskih vojnika
Ova noć je naš most
Osvaja moja ekipa
je suis légionnaire… je suis légionnaire…
Legionarska tuga....
Svi su opijeni srećom u toj tesnoj kantini
Svi grle se i ljube
A ja u svojoj tmini
Povlačim se
Izvini ali ne mogu
Da se ne prisetim setim
Tvog lepog lica
I posle lude noći
Iako postao sam ubica
Sve je prošlo tako brzo
Izbegao sam rafale
Ali me je zato okrzao
Taj metak sećanja
Sećam se dušo šta si obećala
Nema veze
Furam dalje
Već je peti mesec prošo
Već samo metar dana
I do cilja sam došo
Redovne obaveze svakoga dana
Dežurstvo ,patrole, pomoćništva i straža
I baš poslednjeg dana
Zapalo mi se ko po nalogu Vraga
To jebeno češljanje jebenog grada
Kada u uličici tih ljudi strada
Tada klinca sam spazio
Stoji koji me je tebra pogledom pazio
Svaki pokret moj
Tim očima svojim natopljenim
Morem straha
Iskulirao ga
Okrenuo se
I ni par koraka napravio nisam
A čuo sam pucanj
Pucanj ..Pucanj se čuo i u Srbiji
Na tvom svadbenom veselju
Udaješ se svoju si ispunila želju
Svog pronašla si muža
Nakon svečanog čina
Iznenada ti je suza
Krenula niz obraz
Kao suza deteta
Kada okusi poraz
Baš gorka suza
A ja osetih trzaj
Metak probio je pancir
Vrela krv svoja zrnca
Po mom telu redja
Taj uplašeni klinac me je upucao sa ledja
Ja sam sav u krvi
A na tebi venčanica bela
Pada mrtvi mrak
Na moje oči
Ispod šlema
Kada čovek sreće nema…
Sad po istim Suncem istim krovom ovoga neba
Suprug te grli
Smeši se i gleda
U istom tom trenutku ja umirem
Ja umirem
I nestajem kao senka…
je suis légionnaire… je suis légionnaire…
Legionarska tuga....
Republika SRPSK LPN
Miecz anioła i co Polskie podhalanczyki
e suis légionnaire… is suis légionnaire
Legionary grief.....
Think about everything, I don't have a dilemma anymore
I will leave my unmarried wife
And others will follow the paths of my feet
March or die they exist for the people
It is that the two of us were once one
Our life together was like seventh heaven
I know I'm a jerk, I know I shouldn't be
But I love you Baby and know that I don't care
I know I won't make up for it with teddy bear honey
So I'm waiting for my flight to Paris while it's raining outside
Outside, but inside me, one part says stop, another part says go
Last call for passengers now, I am one of them
Crazy, confused and young
I feel hunger, I feel misery
I'm trading our tidy apartment for hellish Chad
I'm lifting a bag that weighs a thousand kilos
Legs heavy as bugs
I pass the X-ray with broken wings
I reach the stairs and enter the plane
I settle in and fasten
I draw the curtain and squeeze our picture
By looking at that colored set of mine
I made up my mind, but I still behave like a dog
I feel my gentle angel beautiful
the pilot takes off….
is suis légionnaire… is suis légionnaire…
Legionary grief...
All around the fog, we barely landed somehow
I'm waiting for a taxi to go back, it's too late
He drives me in front of the Foreign Legion base
I walk slowly past the green backpacks
That organized platoon
Tebra I come to the door
And I answer the porter in bad French
I present my wish to him
And I'm getting into something I never dreamed of
And some character with the rank of cold
What brings you here boy?
He asks me and the question pierces my stomach
The taste is bitter in my mouth like ink
The time passed and I ran fantastically
Cooper is great says the track instructor
Then the direction of the showers and the pavilion at the base
That's when it becomes my home, I roll, I stack the equipment
While I'm covered in sweat, my brother, it's not even dawn yet
And the duty officer wakes us up as loudly as he can on purpose
Dear God, a minute to shave and a minute to shit
And the minus is the intense brainwashing outside
Through the physical exercises of the torments of hellish training
It's getting harder every day, but I'm bound by the quality of decision
That's why I'm Miko Mila at the final march of the drill
With a lot of will and a lot of enthusiasm
Some fell away, the rest became part of the legionnaires
First outing in the city
Come on bro, go fuck some African-American girl over there
And the dude takes a beautiful Asian girl
But I remain alone at the table with my pain
Another day has passed honey with you in my thoughts
is suis légionnaire… is suis légionnaire…
Legionary grief...
It was the turn of the first peacekeeping mission
I am also on the list and the partners sign
The same as me that no one is responsible if something happens to us
That there is a possibility that they will return us in a bag
But it's all buddy to buddy to comfort each other
Everything will be fine
We will all be in thrash again
Champs-Élysées you can walk happily
Now go
One after the other, everyone is going crazy in the same direction
On the plane to Peru
Where they peel their skin
And they eat from the same meat
Where for the ammo crate
A father would sell his daughter
The son would sell the keva
Where tons of mud roll
It hurts to wash them
Your dirty money
Now I'm a fighter like a hunter
Along the river in Štek
On one side of the bridge in the shade with partners
And a quiet night like Bosnia
Suddenly fast due to the crackling of bursts
It waved within reach of us and the shell fell
Thank God everyone has a head on their shoulders bro
I answer the shot by shooting
My partners follow me
We quickly killed the guards
But still shooting
I'm shooting bullets like crazy
I'm tearing the meat off the Peruvian soldiers like a jackal
This night is our bridge
My team wins
is suis légionnaire… is suis légionnaire…
Legionary grief...
Everyone is drunk with happiness in that cramped canteen
Everyone hugs and kisses
And me in my darkness
IM retreating
Sorry but I can not
If I don't remember, I remember
Your beautiful face
And after a crazy night
Even though I became a murderer
It all went by so fast
I dodged the bursts
But that's why he brushed me off
That memory bullet
I remember, honey, what you promised
Does not matter
I move on
Already the fifth month has passed
Already only a meter of days
And I have reached the goal
Regular duties every day
Duty, patrols, assistants and guards
And just on the last day
It struck me as ordered by the Devil
That fucking combing of the fucking city
When those people die in the alley
That's when I saw the kid
He is standing there watching me with his eyes
Every move is mine
Those eyes with their soaked
A sea of fear
Schooled him
He turned around
And I didn't even take a few steps
And I heard a shot
The shot ... The shot was also heard in Serbia
At your wedding party
You are getting married, you have fulfilled your wish
You found your own husband
After the ceremony
Suddenly you have a tear
It started down the cheek
Like a child's tear
When you taste defeat
A bitter tear
And I felt a jolt
The bullet pierced the body armor
Hot blood its grains
According to my body, it is thinner
That scared kid shot me in the back
I'm covered in blood
And you're wearing a white wedding dress
It's getting dark
On my eyes
Under the helmet
When a person is not lucky...
Now under the same Sun under the same roof of this sky
Your husband hugs you
He smiles and looks
At that very moment I die
I'm dying
And I disappear like a shadow...
is suis légionnaire… is suis légionnaire…
Legionary grief...
Viva la FRANCE.LEGIO PARIA NOSTRA. HVALA ZA DOBRO PESEM.DOBRO STE TO NAREDILI. LEP POZDRAV V SRBIJO. SLOVENEC
Przyjmujecie z Polską kategoria E ,testy mogę zaliczać❤❤❤ POLSKA wasz beret bezcenny bracia moi ,to nie tak miało być, dobrze ze tak się skończyło😅😅😅😅😅
sad kad razmislim naš zajednički život imao je neprocenjivu vrednost i strast prema poslednjim uzdahom ❤
Patrio De Nostra
Parafia Świlcza
Legio Patria NOSTRA
...marširam tako ja idem da dostignem pa imam utisak da nikad nije kraj ove lepe priče ❤😅🎉
Spójrz na białego misia.😊😊😊❤❤❤
Etrance La France Patrio De France😊
Na kompanii pobutka pobutka rano wstać😊
Najlepszy kawałek jaki słyszałem😊
Na zawsze w sercu mym,
Kołyska do snu
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Milica Cakic Poz od jednog momka koji je došao kod tebe gde radiš a ti nisi izašla.
Slovakia😊
❤😂🎉😢😮😅😅😊POLSKA😊