Crni sin, greh me prati
Lutam gradom, sitni sati
A kad kući ja se vratim
Uplakana čeka mati
Crni sin, greh me prati
Lutam gradom, sitni sati
A kad kući ja se vratim
Uplakana čeka mati
Crni sin, greh me prati
Lutam gradom, sitni sati
A kad kući ja se vratim
Uplakana čeka mati
Što to radiš, crni sine?
Hoćeš majku da ubiješ?
Što to radiš, crni sine?
Hoćeš majku da ubiješ?
Hoćeš majku da ubiješ?
Lutam, Bogu trošim dane
Nemam mira, nema male
Popio sam sve kafane
Pa nek me hapse, napraviću sranje
Mama ne zovi, ne piši džabe
Vratiću se kad me pusti maler
Vene u krizi pa votka na rane
Još jedna čaša, pa svašta na pamet
A ja sam mama samo pio
Ubila me je tuga noćas
Ne pitaj me gde sam bio
Tamo gde je išla ona
Crni sin, greh me prati
Lutam gradom, sitni sati
A kad kući ja se vratim
Uplakana čeka mati
Crni sin, greh me prati
Lutam gradom, sitni sati
A kad kući ja se vratim
Uplakana čeka mati
Što to radiš, crni sine?
Hoćeš majku da ubiješ?
Što to radiš, crni sine?
Hoćeš majku da ubiješ?
Hoćeš majku da ubiješ?
Alkohol, žene, ne znam gde sam
Oko mene (sto problema)
Oprosti majko što sam grešan
Što me kući opet nema
Januar, hladan siv
Beograd, crn sin
Pun gas, James Dean
Glava kao Arizona ne da mi da zaspim
Sve je samo njeno, a samo nje nema
Da plačemo još jednom baš kao nekada
Crni sin, greh me prati
Lutam gradom, sitni sati
A kad kući ja se vratim
Uplakana čeka mati
Crni sin, greh me prati
Lutam gradom, sitni sati
A kad kući ja se vratim
Uplakana čeka mati
Što to radiš, crni sine?
Hoćeš majku da ubiješ?
Što to radiš, crni sine?
Hoćeš majku da ubiješ?
Što to radiš, crni sine?
Hoćeš majku da ubiješ?
Što to radiš, crni sine?
Hoćeš majku da ubiješ?
Black son, sin is following me
I wander the city, fine hours
And when I get home, I come back
A crying mother is waiting
Black son, sin is following me
I wander the city, fine hours
And when I get home, I come back
A crying mother is waiting
What are you doing, black son?
Want to kill your mother?
What are you doing, black son?
Want to kill your mother?
Want to kill your mother?
I wander, I waste my days
No peace, no little one
I drank all the cafes
So get me arrested, I'll do shit
Mom don't call, don't write for free
I'll be back when the maler lets me
Veins in crisis then vodka to wounds
Another glass, so come on
And I was just a mom drinking
Sadness killed me tonight
Don't ask me where I've been
Where she went
Black son, sin is following me
I wander the city, fine hours
And when I get home, I come back
A crying mother is waiting
Black son, sin is following me
I wander the city, fine hours
And when I get home, I come back
A crying mother is waiting
What are you doing, black son?
Want to kill your mother?
What are you doing, black son?
Want to kill your mother?
Want to kill your mother?
Alcohol, women, I don't know where I am
Around me (a hundred problems)
Forgive my mother for being sinful
Which is not home again
January, cold gray
Belgrade, black son
Full throttle, James Dean
A head like Arizona doesn't let me fall asleep
It's all just hers, and she's not alone
Let's cry again just like it used to
Black son, sin is following me
I wander the city, fine hours
And when I get home, I come back
A crying mother is waiting
Black son, sin is following me
I wander the city, fine hours
And when I get home, I come back
A crying mother is waiting
What are you doing, black son?
Want to kill your mother?
What are you doing, black son?
Want to kill your mother?
What are you doing, black son?
Want to kill your mother?
What are you doing, black son?
Want to kill your mother?