After just few months of cooperation, Verica and Bora left the band (Bora forming his famous Riblja Čorba band), so Biljana and Balašević recorded Rani mraz's first album "Mojoj mami umesto maturske slike u izlogu" (To my Mother instead of Prom Photo in the Shop-Window) on their own.
At the Split '79. music festival Balašević won the first prize with single "Panonski mornar" (Pannonian sailor). Few months later he sold out Beograd's "Dom sindikata" hall eight times in a row and a star was born. By the end of 1980 Rani mraz released their second and final album titled "Odlazi cirkus" and the band dissolved shortly afterwards. The album indead was one of Balašević's greatest and delivered few unforgettable songs such as "Priča o Vasi Ladačkom" (Story of Vasa Ladački) and "Život je more" (Life is a Sea) which, 20 years after their release, still have great popularity.
He started his solo career in 1982 with the album "Pub" (Jack) which was excellently received too. In the following 1982/83 tour he sold out Belgrade's Sava Center hall for the first time. His Sava Center concerts would become his trademark in years to follow. The next two albums "Celovečernji The Kid" (1983) and "003" (1985) follow the same path of success and Balašević established himself as respectable singer-songwriter.
The next album, "Bezdan" (Abyss), released in 1986, was a milestone in his career. The record was produced by Đorđe Petrović and arrangement was done by Aleksandar Dujin. Those two would be the key associates of Balašević for the next 20 years and substantially influence his work. They became the backbone of Balašević supporting band "The Unfuckables" (although this is just a nickname, as he performs under his own name and the support band is never mentioned) and part of his stage appearance.
The next album was his first and (as of 2006) the last live album "U tvojim molitvama" (In Your Prayers). The album was recorded on his concerts in Sarajevo (Zetra hall), Zagreb (Ledena dvorana and Šalata), Belgrade (Sava Center) and Novi Sad (Studio M) in 1986 and 1987. Apart from his well-known previous songs, the album featured few previously unrecorded tracks, one of which is "Samo da rata ne bude" (Just Let There be no War). The song features a large children's choir which, together with lyrics warning about the war (which indeed will start in 3 years time), delivers a hymn of pacifists throughout then still existing Yugoslavia.
The same sensation of imminent disaster predominates his next album "Panta rei" (1988). The "Requiem" was dedicated to late Josip Broz Tito and those who identified themselves with his ideas, while satire "Soliter" caricatures Yugoslavia as a skyscraper in which only façade still holds while foundations slide. The atmosphere of the album is dark and bitter as Balašević realises the hard times are coming.
Famous guitarist Elvis Stanić takes part in recording of album "Tri posleratna druga" (1989) (Three Afterwar Friends). Josip Kiki Kovač joined "The Unfuckables" on album "Marim ja..." (I Care...) (1991).
As the war began, Balašević withdrew to isolation. He was forced to stop collaborating with Croatian artists and his tempo of one album per year was disrupted. His next album "Jedan od onih života" (One of Those Lives) (1993) featured songs such as "Krivi smo mi" (It's Our Fault) and "Čovek sa mesecom u očima" (The Man with Moonlight in the Eyes) which heavily criticised and denounced the ongoing war.
After a long pause, he issued "Naposletku" (In the end) (1996). The change in sentiment was obvious and would be more or less prevalent on all of his albums up to date (as of 2006). Nearly all instruments on this album are acoustic, violin becomes dominant and woodwind instruments are heavily used.
"Devedesete" (2000) (The nineties) was his most politically involved album. He engaged himself in broad criticism of current political situation in Serbia, openly making fun of Slobodan Milošević with song "Lege'da o Gedi Gluperdi" (Legend of Geda the Stupid), criticising police officers who defended the corrupt system by confronting demonstrating youth in "Plava balada" (The Blue Ballad), looking back to 1990s with disgust in song "Devedesete" (Nineties) (first line of refrain was "Ma, jebite se devedesete" – Fuck you, nineties), supplying young demonstrators with a hymn "Živeti slobodno" (To Live Freely), reaching out for his lost friends in Croatia and Bosnia with "Stih na asfaltu" (A Verse on the Asphalt), singing about Zagreb and "Sevdalinka", but still preserving patriotism with "Dok gori nebo nad Novim Sadom" (While the Sky over Novi Sad is Burning), song about NATO bombardement of Novi Sad. This album clearly marked the atmosphere in Serbia in the year when Slobodan Milošević lost the power.
After this open engagement in politics, he returned to romance. Album "Dnevnik starog momka" (Diary of the old bachelor) (2001) comprises 12 songs, each having a female name as the title, and each singing about another girl. Balašević repeatedly stated that the girls and songs are pure fiction, and song titles form acrostic "Olja je najbolja" (Olja is the Best), Olja being nickname of his wife Olivera Balašević.
His last album (as of 2006) "Rani mraz" (2004) follows the style developed on "Naposletku" and "Dnevnik starog momka". He is often criticised to plagiarize himself and to write songs which resemble each other, but he rebuffs such criticism by saying that "Balašević ought to sing Balaševićian songs".
Neki novi klinci
Đorđe Balašević Lyrics
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ore nebeske njive.
Ali baka jo? èuva sve stvari
i sliku na?eg sveca.
Na dan kad sam rodjen
tu je posadjen orah,
i u avliji, pod gustom kro?njom,
sad igraju se deca.
Neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci...
Kroz maglu treperi
devet sveæa na torti.
(Tad sam dobio par mandarina
i malog belog zeca).
U maju, jo? uvek,
zriju kom?ijske ba?te,
ali tre?nje i zelene kajsije,
kradu druga deca.
Neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci...
Neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci...
Moj drugar Milutin,
druga klupa do vrata,
ima klinca od èetiri i po
i uèi ga da peca.
Ponekad ga sretnem,
mahne kroz prozor kola,
a u porti, za loptom sad jurcaju
neka druga deca.
Neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci...
Neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci...
A ja, ja se kockam
s prevarantom ?ivotom.
Iz rukava on svakoga dana
izvuèe nekog keca.
I stari mi ka?u:
"Sad si u pravom dobu!"
A u ulicu Jovana Cvijiæa
rastu druga deca.
Neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci...
Neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci...
The song "Neki novi klinci" by Đorđe Balašević talks about the nostalgia and beauty of childhood memories. The lyrics describe the singer's grandfather tending to their heavenly fields while his grandmother preserves their things and the image of their saint. The day the singer was born, an orchard was planted, and now children play under the shade of the thick foliage. The song evokes memories of the singer's childhood as he reflects on the changing times and the growth of other children in the neighborhood.
The lyrics use several images to reflect on the idea of childhood. The nine candles on the singer's cake in a misty atmosphere represent the passing of time, where he received mandarins and a small white rabbit. In May, the neighbors' gardens bear fruit, and other children steal cherries and apricots. The singer's friend, Milutin, who sits on the second bench by the door, has a four-and-a-half-year-old child, whom he teaches to fish. As the singer reflects on his childhood, he also ponders on the ups and downs of life, where he feels like he's gambling with a trickster.
Overall, the song offers a nostalgic reflection on childhood and the passage of time. It evokes memories of a time when everything was simple, and children played under the shade of trees, indulged in stolen fruits, and learned the joys of a simple life.
Line by Line Meaning
Moj deda veæ dugo ore nebeske njive.
My grandfather has been farming the heavenly fields for a long time.
Ali baka jo? èuva sve stvari i sliku na?eg sveca.
But my grandmother keeps all of our things and a picture of our saint.
Na dan kad sam rodjen tu je posadjen orah, i u avliji, pod gustom kro?njom, sad igraju se deca.
On the day I was born, an oak tree was planted in the yard, and now children play under its dense canopy.
Neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci, neki novi klinci...
Some new kids, some new kids, some new kids...
Kroz maglu treperi devet sveæa na torti. (Tad sam dobio par mandarina i malog belog zeca).
Nine candles flicker through the mist on the cake. (That's when I got a couple of mandarins and a little white rabbit).
U maju, jo? uvek, zriju kom?ijske ba?te, ali tre?nje i zelene kajsije, kradu druga deca.
In May, the neighbors' gardens are still ripening, but other children steal cherries and green apricots.
Moj drugar Milutin, druga klupa do vrata, ima klinca od èetiri i po i uèi ga da peca.
My friend Milutin, who sits in the second row by the door, has a four-and-a-half-year-old son and is teaching him how to fish.
Ponekad ga sretnem, mahne kroz prozor kola, a u porti, za loptom sad jurcaju neka druga deca.
Sometimes I run into him, he waves through the car window, and now other children are chasing a ball in the courtyard.
A ja, ja se kockam s prevarantom ?ivotom. Iz rukava on svakoga dana izvuèe nekog keca.
As for me, I'm gambling with the cheat that is life. He pulls out an ace every day from his sleeve.
I stari mi ka?u: "Sad si u pravom dobu!" A u ulicu Jovana Cvijiæa rastu druga deca.
And the elders say to me: "Now you are in the right age!" And in Jovana Cvijića Street, other children are growing up.
Contributed by Muhammad F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Veljko Petrović
Laku noć dame i gospodo.
Eto i ova predstava je završena.
Nadam se da ste uživali u njoj.
Bilo je zadovoljstvo glupirati se za vas sve ove godine.
Nadam se da ćemo se još videti.
U nekom drugom gradu....
Na nekoj novoj predstavi....
U nekom drugom cirkusu....
Djordje Balašević 1953-2021 💔🕊
У ДАЉИНИ ЧУЈЕМ МУЗИКУ НЕКУ
Sa životne i muzičke scene otišao je Đole Balašević, veliki laf života, u naopakom vremenu kada je laf trebalo biti.
Ti si sve svoje poslove završio za čistu peticu. Obaveze svih vrsta ostaju nama, pre svega tvojim prijateljima, pa i tvojoj porodici, da čuvamo uspomenu na tebe.
Na svaki način!
Svoje pesme si dovodio do savršenstva i samo si Ti to mogao jer si bio jedan jedini, jedinstven i neponovljiv.
Možda mitsko proviđenje večnog života i leži upravo u tome da se kroz porodicu, najbliže prijatelje čuva lik kroz generacije i tako, na neki način produžava ovozemaljski život čoveka koji je otišao na drugi svet, prisećanjem njegovih velikih dela a Đorđe ih je ostavio mnogo, mnogo.
Putuj, prijatelju. Tvoj kraj nema kraja! Jer, za života si postao besmrtan, postao čovek života. Samo fizički odlaziš, ali zauvek ostaješ u lepim sećanjima i uspomenama.
Večna ti slava i veliko ljudsko HVALA!
Voli Te Republika Srpska i Bosna i Hercegovina i nikada Te neće zaboraviti.
Demir Baškan
Da mogu i ove noći bi te ponovo zagrlio, lafe!
Postao sam neki novi klinac iz njegovih pjesama, zaljubljenik u njegovo stvaralaštvo u sve ono što je on godinama gradio i pjevao u svojim pjesmama.
Nemam godina da ga pamtim u njegovim mladalačkim godinama nisam rođen pod tom sretnom zvijezdom, ali u albumima njegove mladosti osjetih istu dobrotu, milost i ljubav kao i onog dana kada sam ga prvi put vidio u Sarajevu otpjevavši Sevdalinku, opisujući Bosnu, Drinu i nas kao đerdane razasute po svijetu, ma znate već..
Te noći, Sarajevo je bilo sretno i svi smo pjevali u glas, prateći ritam Panonskog Mornara koji je uvijek na svoj unikatan način znao i nasmijati sveprisutne.
Rekao nam je da se brzo ljutimo ali i odljutimo, šalio se na naš račun. Tražio je od nas tišinu, kao da je znao, i bila je serenada samo za njega. A Sarajevo, naivno i djetinjasto mu je odmah raširilo ruke..
Balašević je i te noći kao i uvijek uz Sarajevo bio sretan i nasmijan, ali bio je i tu kada je Sarajevo bilo tužno i razarano, vraćao se i onda kada nikome nije bilo do smijeha i pjesme, pokazao je svoju dušu, osjećanja i ljubav, donio je kašmirske marame čudesnih boja, ponovo da zaprosi Sarajevo..
Na jednu noć ili dvije, bio je Sarajlija u pravom smislu te riječi!
I tada sam shvatio, da ovakav čovjek rijetko se rađa na ovoj planeti, nesebično pružajući ljubav za sve, ne gledajući naciju, vjeru i identitet..
Jer njegov ringišpil će uvijek se okretati oko Sarajeva, prosta duša Slovenska vazda biti iznad Sarajeva!
Za nekog njegova glava možda i vrijedi sto forinti, za mene nema cijenu!
A da su mi čarobne ruke i da vratim nekoliko sati, dana, mjeseci unazad volio bih mu reći da će i dalje se čuti eho njegovih pjesama kroz čaršiju! Odzvanja će D-mol u nedogled, viorit će se zastave njegovih snova i ljubavi, i nikada se neće postaviti pitanje ko je domaćin a ko je bio gost u ovom gradu, jer mi vrlo dobro znamo da si ti bio domaćin Đole, čestiti soju!
Osjećam da si već dugo daleko i već te poželio neko, dobri čovječe!!
Imam ovu sliku, mene i njega i jedne ljubavi koju ću duboko u sebi čuvati i njegovati.. ehhh samo da imam još jednu priliku pa da te i ove noći zagrlim, lafe moj...
Tamara K
Ova pesma, sada je jos tuznija.. Pocivaj u miru Djole 🙏💔
Dusan Stojkovic
@Maja Ilijevic aaàààààààà000a1
Ana
@Maja Ilijevic kad bi on bio samo jedan Rokfeler, i kad bi on bio samo jedno zlo...
Dunja Trbović
Jeste, tužnija je nego što je ikad bila, jedini pravi klinac bio je Đole. Ali ne klinac već kralj, car, legenda, oprostite mi ali BOG. Počivaj u miru🙏Đole🙏
Maja Ilijevic
@MOVIE WATCHER pakt sa djavolom kad losi zive zive bas dugo . Oni su na drugoj strani .
postoje dve stvarnosti . Rokfeler ziveo je ko kornjaca a takvo se zlo jednom radja .
Beba
Placem brate, placem posle ko zna koliko . Treba da se volimo trdba da cenimo ovaj Boziji dar zvani zivot, treba da ostavimo nekim novim klincima neki lepsi svet neko bezbednije mesto. I mi smo bili klinci i Djole je bio klinac. Zivot leti ne pita, svi smo u redu za nebo, hajde to vreme da iskoristimo na lepo, na druzenje, na uspomene...
Prastaj nam Boze💔
Milan Drekić
... lijepo ste ovo rekli...
skove
"Moj deda već dugo ore nebeske njive"... Doviđenja, mајstore... Pamtiće te po pesmama tvojim neki novi klinci...
T
@ILI ĆU NAĆI PUT ILI ĆU GA SAM STVORITI JS odkad je nestalo Jugoslavije nestalo je i nas. Tri put sam volio Tita. ❤️
ILI ĆU NAĆI PUT ILI ĆU GA SAM STVORITI JS
@T Svi smo negde otišli,Srbin u Rusiji i Belorusiji,Balkan više nije naš već njihov,pripada onima koji su ga razorili a mi čiji je trebao da bude smo otišli.... Ovo je naša pesma,moja,tvoja i svih nas koji smo negde otišli.... Ovde sam upoznao mnogo ljudi koji kažu,Jugoslavija je bila država a sad je kancelarija drugih zemalja.... Moj otac često kaže,od kad je nestalo Jugoslavije mi više ne postojimo ....