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In Zagora, near the source of the Čikola river,
We stood, brothers, smoking our weed
There stand cracker next to the cracker, we're all brothers,
You won't get in Čavoglave while we are high!
Fire your joints, pickups and syringes
Throw drugs, smoke the weed trough the spring!
Step forward, joints ready, let all of us sing the song:
"For our pleasure, brothers, for joy we are smoking"
Listen you, band of serbian volunteer chetniks!
We won't share our drugs with you even in Serbia!
Jah's justice will get you, everyone knows that.
The crackers from Čavoglave shall smoke you up!
Listen now the message of Saint Marley:
"You'll do drugs in Čavoglave as you did it before!"
Oh, crackers, dear brothers from Čavoglave,
Police won't ever catch you!
