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A crowd was gathering at the stadium
Nobody minded the wind that was blowing
FC "Osijek" was visiting that May Sunday
But Stadium Koševo was full anyway

I was very young at the time
So I didn't know why some were crying
I told myself - I'll get in for free
I'll just sit somewhere and root

I passed a security guard
He just lit his cigarette
And he said, "Go in now, and don't worry
Nobody will touch you today, kid"

I sat somewhere in the crowd
And I only heard the murmur of the mass:
"Today Hasim Ferhatović will leave us
Today our Hase is leaving"

The Sunday when Hase left
The Sunday when Hase left
The Sunday when Hase left
BBC was playing on my radio
I held Oslobođenje in my hands

While this match was going on
Elder people spoke
"Son, Hase beat the English, the Krauts and the Russians
And we are witnessing his last match"

The result was 1 to 1
When the referee whistled for the end
The flags of Stadium Koševo were lowered
A Sunday stopped so the May could go on

The Sunday when Hase left
The Sunday when Hase left
The Sunday when Hase left
BBC was playing on my radio
I held Oslobođenje in my hands

The Sunday when Hase left
(Hase turned around for the last time)
The Sunday when Hase left
(with raised fists and a radiant face)
The Sunday when Hase left
(As if he is saying, "I'm gone now,
But you still have many important matches")

We all left the stadium without a word
You could only hear the murmur of the mass
A few shouts and a few flags,
"Everybody charge, there's only one Hase"

Everybody charge
Everybody charge
Everybody charge
There's only one Hase!

Everybody charge
Everybody charge
Everybody charge
There's only one Hase!

Everybody charge 
(Yugoslavia!)
There's only one Hase!
Everybody charge 
(Yugoslavia!)
There's only one Hase!
Everybody charge 
(Yugoslavia!)
There's only one Hase!

Yugoslavia!
Yugoslavia!
Yugoslavia!
Yugoslavia!
Yugoslavia!