2021.03.15.
Alojz Waltz
Alojz Podre1, master of all tradesMaster of mafia, mafia 2
Alojz Podre, it's all your fault
I'm wilting without joy, without joy
A point and a half, a man and a half
A man without mercy, without mercy
A nice place to stay, pretzels and beer
Song and laughter are all but a dream
Young eyes, long nights,
A short kiss, a short youth
I will go on a trip, far away from here
Far away from mafia, mafia
Alojz, without you, into space and time
Into years without misery, misery
A stamp and a half, a job and a half
Eight hours without worries, without worries
My son will grow up, my daughter will grow up
My years will turn to eve
Then, for a moment, for one fleeting wink
This song for you will bring me back the time
Alojz Podre, master of all trades
Master of mafia, mafia
Alojz Podre, it's all your fault
I'm wilting without joy, without joy
- 1. Thinly disguised reference to Alojz Kodre, a legendary professor at the school of mathematics and physics of the Ljubljana University, where Brecelj studied physics for a while. Among other things, Kodre translated the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series of books to Slovenian.
- 2. student slang for mathematical physics, the subject that Kodre taught