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!