BRODOVI U mome kraju brodovi su ljudi Oni plaču, smiju se i vole U mome kraju brodovi su svečanost I najdraže igračke nestašnih dječaka Brodovi Bez vas tužne su luke sve, Bez vas puste su rive te Bez vas galebi mru Dok mjesec kosi noć Na pramcu stiha svog Ja palim sreće zar Za puteve vaše Brodovi Na vas čekaju ljubavi, Na vas čekaju prozori Bez vas gitare mru Dok zora pali dan Na jarbol stiha svog Ja dižem pjesmu tu Za povratke vaše Dok zora pali dan Na jarbol stiha svog Ja dižem pjesmu tu Za povratke vaše O, igračke drage Iz djetinjstva mog

SHIPS In my neighborhood, ships are like people They cry, smile and love In my neighborhood, ships are celebrities And dearest toys of menacing boys Ships Without you, all ports are sad Without you, rivieras are desterted Without you, seagulls die While the Moon cuts the night On the stem of its verse I ignite the fire of luck For your journeys Ships Loves await you Windows await you Without you, guitars die While dawn ignites day On the mast of your verse I raise this song For your return While dawn ignites day On the mast of your verse I raise this song For your return O, dear toys From my childhood