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Pop Mašina Kiselina ("Acid") 1973











Pop Mašina Jark (untranslatable word) 1973












Pop Mašina Povratak zvezdama ("Back to the Stars") 1973












Pop Mašina Slike iz prošlih dana ("Pictures from the Past") 1973












Pop Mašina Pesma srecne noci ("A Happy Night's Song") 1973

Although progreesive blues-rock songs were rare in the 70s Prog, it could be detected. Smak [in serbo-croatian language, "Smak" means "the end of the World"] were recorded  two really great "proggy" blues-rock songs; these two songs became so popular in former Yugoslavia that both had have to become a part of the band' standard repertoire at concerts.


Šumadijski blues ( Šumadija is a pleasant central part of Serbia from where the band came on the scene in the mid-seventies ), 1976





(transl.)


Šumadija Blues

Oh, how are you my darling people
one room, another world
I am alone, with no one else
Watching someone else's rotten flowers

I would give away all of my life
For just to go over an old fence

I have dreamed yellow quince
My land, my green fields
I have seen a flash of lightning
dear and far away homeland

Someone came to me and said
"Hello stranger, have a nice night"
"You have a fancy car, stranger
Surely, you are happy man"
But I have cried, said with pain
I would give it away, just for only one of your days

And then the blues began
My dear Šumadija singing about happiness





Šumadijski blues, extended live version & footage from Smak's concert in New York, in 1976, with amazing electric piano / Hammond organ solo and beautiful footage of 1976 Manhattan:


















Blues u parku ("Blues in the Park") 1975




(transl.)

Blues in the Park

A lonely day in paradise
was begging the gray sorrow
With the pain, then without the hope
Without the hope, he is calling everyone

"I'm lonely, again, only me"
A tear and an ember, the green blues of May
Brings the dole
The birds, everyone sings, even he

Bees, a flower in the shadow
He's not alone, he loves people again, a flower
is enough for a little bit, for a little bit of luck
He's not alone

For a little, oh for a little bit
For him to know









Blues u Parku,  live at Sava Centar, Belgrade, 1992










Blues u Parku,  live at Belgrade's Arena, 2012 (I was there among other 20 000 spectators)

ABC Snovi ("Dreams") (instrumental) 1975

Korni Grupa Not An Ordinary Life 1974







Korni Grupa Man With A White Flag 1974







Korni Grupa Generation 1942, 1974

Opus Dolina bisera ("Valley of Pearls") 1975









Opus Memento Mori, 1975







Opus Magija zveri u nama ("A Magic of the Animals In Us") 1975









Opus Sakupljač zvona ("The Collector of the Bells") 1975










Opus Frida (Žena oblaka) ("Frida / The Lady of the Cloud") 1975









Opus Viđenje po Grigu ("Seeing Grig") 1975

Drugi način Lile su kiše ("Rains Were Falling") 1975










Drugi način Na mom dlanu ("On My Palm") 1975










Drugi način Stari grad ("Old Town") 1975













Drugi način Divno je biti nekome nešto ("It's Great To Be Something To Someone") 1975

Time Divlje Guske ("Wild Geese") 1975



transl.

Wild Geese

Through the night and moisture,
Wild geese move to south
and painfully screaming,
I feel like I want to
write a sad story.
As wild geese take
on their white wings
the trails of my soul
my tracks,
And although I do not know the way,
I do not know how to stop myself.

I do not care anymore for passed hours
even not at walk by the hot sun.
It's my day when her eyes are back,
and the night when they go again.

It was wonderful, and I admit it by my heart,
all those moments,
paths, lips and leaves .....
Everything .... Even tears running through the face
and her body as she clutches..

I believe, I wait and pray,
if someone will return all those days,
but it's late, why should I love it
when the leaves of our love fell on us from a tree branch









Time Život u čizmama s visokom petom ("Life In The Boots With High Heels") 1976




transl.

Life In The Boots With High Heels

I've lived together with the music,
it gave me glory, money,
led me to the world.
we both loved
what that life in the boots with high heels gave to us.
Hey ..

And I got the most, which a life can give,
and l was a lover of thousands of women and
I loved them with a sincerity of the Holy, and they loved me
just because I was a star
in the boots with high heels.

I did not know that music was a fight in which
they break their heads cruelly,
in which every one of us has its own battle,
in which even a bad warrior wins a glory.
now a guitar plays to make as much money as possible
today "the best" are those who sell much records
no more artists
We were so good at the time of The Dynamites
when we played honestly and were happy when
we've all sacrificed for the music,
today they are rare that they are still the same
and that they did not sold out cheaply





Time Život u čizmama s visokom petom ("Life In Boots With High Heels") live at Belgrade's Beer Fest,  2013