The Mess - Arena Paklena
Zaprešić boys:
Ruka se čvrsto stisne sa tribine vrisne, Hrvatska,
I nebo iznad mene zna da naša ti si voljena,
Ritam bubnjeva u tijelo jedno spaja nas sa njom,
Arena Paklena sad diše i povjest piše pjesmom tom Nered:
Evo ljudi opet nas, ajmo,
Svi se deru na sav glas kad smo,
Svi ko jedan to je strašno,
Dobro došli u pakao za stvarno,
Znači danas opet vatre gore,
Na terenu gdje se naši bore,
Sjever ,Istok, zapad pa i more,
Danas slavi s nama sve do zore,
Dole naš je Lino, Lino,
Povici sad kruže tribinom,
Zapalit ćemo vas ko benzinom,
Bombardirat vanjskim i krilom,
Mi to radimo sa stilom, kompa,
S nama Balić, Rope i Đomba,
Pali fitilj, mi smo ko bomba,
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Ruka se čvrsto stisne sa tribine vrisne, Hrvatska,
I nebo iznad mene zna da naša ti si voljena,
Ritam bubnjeva u tijelo jedno spaja nas sa njom,
Arena Paklena sad diše i povjest piše pjesmom tom Nered:
Kada dole vidiš naše boje
Slušaj pjesme što tribinom ore
Nema repke, a da se nas ne boje
Ako neznaš, mi smo oni koje
Pamti svijet i Europa
Preko kontra, krila, pivota.
Mi smo najbolji u ovom još od onda
Od kada Jović zabio je sa poda
Ovo možeš vidjet samo kod nas
Arena opet gori samo zbog vas
Srce jače lupa, ajmo svi sad
Gore ruke! Zaprešić boys:
Ruka se čvrsto stisne sa tribine vrisne, Hrvatska,
I nebo iznad mene zna da naša ti si voljena,
Ritam bubnjeva u tijelo jedno spaja nas sa njom,
Arena Paklena sad diše i povjest piše pjesmom tom
The Mess - The Hell Arena (Английский перевод)
Zaprešić boys:
The hand is tightly clenched when from the tribune is screamed, Croatia,
and the sky above me knows that you're our beloved,
the rythm of drums in the body of one joins us with her,
the hell arena now is breathing and the history is writing with this song.
Nered:
Here again people are we, let's go,
everyone're shouting out loud when we are,
all as one it's like hell,
welcome to the hell for real.
So today again the fires are burning,
on the field where ours are fighting,
North, East, West, so and the sea,
today're celebrating with us until the dawn.
Down there's our Lino,
the screams now are circling around the tribune,
we'll set you on fire like with the gasoline,
we'll bomb you with the outside and wing.
We're doing it with style, dude,
with us is Balich, Rope and Đomba,
ignite the wick, we're like a bomb,
hands up !
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The hand is tightly clenched when from the tribune is screamed, Croatia,
and the sky above me knows that you're our beloved,
the rythm of drums in the body of one joins us with her,
the hell arena now is breathing and the history is writing with this song.
Nered:
When below you see our colors,
listen to the songs which are screamed around the tribune,
there's no match, and that they aren't afraid of us,
if you don't know, we're the ones who are,
remembered by the World and Europe,
over the counter, wing and pivot,
we're the best in this since,
since then when Jovich scored from the ground.
This you can see only here,
the arena again is burning just for you,
the heart is pounding harder, let's go all now,
hands up !
Zaprešić boys:
The hand is tightly clenched when from the tribune is screamed, Croatia,
and the sky above me knows that you're our beloved,
the rythm of drums in the body of one joins us with her,
the hell arena now is breathing and the history is writing with this song.