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poljski horor film
37 23 moj je novi pin
37 23 moj je novi pin
Kofere spakirali su usred Krakova
ne mo's protiv Strleka, Marina, Jakova
ne mo's protiv Strleka, Marina, Jakova
Sve smo ih rastvor'li
k'o kalendar andventski
i Bielecki i Jurecki sad su malecki
i Bielecki i Jurecki sad su malecki
O kako brani onaj Stivi
sve razguzit ce
prek Poljaka sterali smo i Francuzice
prek Poljaka sterali smo i Francuzice
I opet znamo k'o sto znamo
gdje je rijeka Cikola
da se na nas kladi Karabatic Nikola
da se na nas kladi Karabatic Nikola
Kad se skupe, kad sve daju
neka svatko zna
tad nam nema ravnih
iznad svih je Hrvatska
tad nam nema ravnih,
iznad svih je Hrvatska.
Nasa Hrvatska, naaa Hrvatska.
Za domacina Poljsku
A sports song turns Croatia’s victory over host Poland into a string of gleefully escalating boasts: players become heroes, opponents are dismantled like an advent calendar, and the home crowd’s advantage is mocked as irrelevant. The lyrics’ scoreline and roster references root the celebration in a particular handball encounter, while the refrain recasts the tournament as a party that the visitors have already taken over.
What makes the piece more than a match report is its comic treatment of national confidence. The narrator revels in the idea that Croatia can ruin the hosts’ celebration, even borrowing the language of the opponent’s own setting to make the win feel theatrical. The surviving entry does not supply a date or enough match metadata to safely identify the tournament; I therefore avoid attaching it to a specific championship. Nor did I find independent criticism of the song itself. Its appeal is in preserving the fan’s voice at full volume, where sporting rivalry becomes a brief, exuberant claim that the underdog can turn someone else’s home into its own stage.
The lyric’s extravagant victory language belongs to the exuberant supporter-song tradition, where a match is remembered less as a tactical contest than as a series of images and chants. Turning the Polish side’s players into an advent calendar is a particularly playful way to make the opponent’s home advantage part of the joke. The text does not give enough metadata to confidently match every roster reference to one tournament, so it is safer not to overstate the exact occasion. What is clear is the song’s emotional posture: this is a fan narrating a triumph at full volume, not a neutral report from the stands.

