Nema oca da pokosi travu

"Nema oca da pokosi travu" (lit. "There is No Father to Mow") is the first track to the 1990 album, Ljubiša Kalas. It is often confused as the album's title track. It would reappear three years later as the sixth track in the album Ljubo Granata.

"Nema oca da pokosi travu"
Song by Ljubiša Kalas
from the album Ljubiša Kalas
English title	There is No Father to Mow
Released	1990 (1990)
Genre	Novokompovana
Length	4:08
Label	Diskos

"Нема оца нема мајке"
Song by Љубиша Калас
from the album Љубо Граната
English title	There is No Father, There is No Mother
Released	1993 (1993)
Genre	Novokompovana
Label	Master
Producer(s)	М. Јовичић

Music and lyrics

[TBA]

Lyrics

Lyrics: Hej kućo stara mladosti moje Puste su sada avlije tvoje Niko na tebe glavu ne okreće Na suhe voćke i svelo cvijeće Niko na tebe glavu ne okreće Na suhe voćke i svelo cvijeće Nema oca da pokosi travu Ispod kuće da poore njive Majke nema voće da podbira Sve bih dao da ih vidim žive Nema oca da pokosi travu Ispod kuće da poore njive Majke nema voće da podbira Sve bih dao da ih vidim žive Zarasla staza, ograde pale Odavno prazne šupe i štale Tuđa su stada na našoj livadi Odavno niko zemlju ne radi Tuđa su stada na našoj livadi Odavno niko zemlju ne radi Nema oca da pokosi travu Ispod kuće da poore njive Majke nema voće da podbira Sve bih dao da ih vidim žive Nema oca da pokosi travu Ispod kuće da poore njive Majke nema voće da podbira Sve bih dao da ih vidim žive Na buđ me stara miriše kuća Nikoga u njoj spava il ruča Niko prozore njene da otvori Nikoga u njoj da riječi zbori Niko prozore njene da otvori Nikoga u njoj da riječi zbori Nema oca da pokosi travu Ispod kuće da poore njive Majke nema voće da podbira Sve bih dao da ih vidim žive Nema oca da pokosi travu Ispod kuće da poore njive Majke nema voće da podbira Sve bih dao da ih vidim žive

Lyrics (English): Hey, old house of my youth Your backyards are empty now No one looks back on you On dried fruit trees and withered flowers No one looks back on you On dried fruit trees and withered flowers There is no father no mow around the house to plow the fields No mother to tend to fruit trees I'd give everything to see them alive again There is no father no mow around the house to plow the fields No mother to tend to fruit trees I'd give everything to see them alive again Path overgrown, fences fallen, Long, empty sheds and stables Other's herds on our meadow, Long unworked land Other's herds on our meadow, Long unworked land There is no father no mow around the house to plow the fields No mother to tend to fruit trees I'd give everything to see them alive again There is no father no mow around the house to plow the fields No mother to tend to fruit trees I'd give everything to see them alive again My old house smells like mold No one inside to sleep and have lunch No one to open the windows No one inside to speak words No one to open the windows No one inside to speak words There is no father no mow around the house to plow the fields No mother to tend to fruit trees I'd give everything to see them alive again There is no father no mow around the house to plow the fields No mother to tend to fruit trees I'd give everything to see them alive again