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'''"Iz inata"''' (Serbian Cyrillic: "Из ината", <small>lit.</small> "Out of Spite") is a song written and performed by prominent war singer [[Baja Mali Knindža]]. It is the shortest song in the album  
'''"Iz inata"''' (Serbian Cyrillic: "Из ината", <small>lit.</small> "Out of Spite") is a song performed by prominent war singer [[Baja Mali Knindža]]. It is the shortest song in the album  


==Music and lyrics==
==Music and lyrics==

Latest revision as of 05:11, 11 May 2026

"Из ината"
Song by Баја Мали Книнџа
from the album Збогом оружје
English titleOut of Spite
Released1995 (1995)
GenreNovokompovana
Length2:32
LabelSuperTon
Producer(s)Цветин Тодоровић

"Iz inata" (Serbian Cyrillic: "Из ината", lit. "Out of Spite") is a song performed by prominent war singer Baja Mali Knindža. It is the shortest song in the album

Music and lyrics

This song talks about someone who has lost everything and is now hopeless, the only thing he is left with is his voice, which he will use to sing out of spite.

Lyrics

Lyrics:

Kad mi svuda budu zatvorena vrata
Kad pomoć neću dobiti od brata
Ciganku ostaviću drugima da gata
Zapevaću tada svima iz inata

Pevaće se pesme tvoje, dok Srbi postoje
Pevaće se pesme tvoje, dok Srbi postoje

Kad mi sitne duše stave omču oko vrata
Moliti im milost neću, isto mi se vata
Ciganku ostaviću drugima da gata
Zapevaću tada svima iz inata

Pevaće se pesme tvoje, dok Srbi postoje
Pevaće se pesme tvoje, dok Srbi postoje

Kad mi život dođe do sudnjega sata
Pustiti suzu neću, isto mi se vata
Ciganku ostaviću drugima da gata
Zapevaću tada svima iz inata

Pevaće se pesme tvoje, dok Srbi postoje
Pevaće se pesme tvoje, dok Srbi postoje

Lyrics (English):

When all the doors will be closed to me everywhere
When I won't get help from my brother
I'll leave the gypsy woman to tell fortunes for others
Then I will sing to everyone out of spite

Your songs will be sung, as long as Serbs exist
Your songs will be sung, as long as Serbs exist

When petty souls put a noose around my neck
I won't beg them for mercy, it's all the same to me
I'll leave the gypsy woman to tell fortunes for others
Then I will sing to everyone out of spite

Your songs will be sung, as long as Serbs exist
Your songs will be sung, as long as Serbs exist

When my life reaches its final hour
I won't shed a tear, it's all the same to me
I'll leave the gypsy woman to tell fortunes for others
Then I will sing to everyone out of spite

Your songs will be sung, as long as Serbs exist
Your songs will be sung, as long as Serbs exist