NOGOMETNA reprezentacija Bosne i Hercegovine večeras od 20:45 igra protiv Italije, a u grad su tim povodom stigli brojni navijači iz različitih dijelova zemlje i regije. Gradske ulice tijekom dana bile su ispunjene navijačima i obilježjima u bojama Bosne i Hercegovine, što je dodatno pojačalo atmosferu uoči jednog od najvažnijih susreta reprezentacije u posljednje vrijeme.

Dubioza Kolektiv uz BH Fanaticose

U stvaranju navijačkog ozračja sudjelovao je i bend Dubioza Kolektiv. Članovi benda pridružili su se navijačima, među kojima su bili i BH Fanaticosi, te sudjelovali u navijanju i pjesmi u središtu grada.

Posebnu pozornost privukla je njihova pjesma "U.S.A." iz 2011. godine, osobito stih "I am from Bosnia, take me to America" ("Ja sam iz Bosne, odvedi me u Ameriku"). Navijači ga ovih dana povezuju s mogućim plasmanom reprezentacije na Svjetsko prvenstvo, čiji su domaćini Sjedinjene Američke Države, Meksiko i Kanada.

Ovo su stihovi pjesme:

I am from Bosnia, take me to America
I really want to see Statue of Liberty
I can no longer wait, take me to United States
Take me to Golden Gate, I will assimilate

The grass is always greener in neighbor's courtyard
I wish to leave this nightmare, go to a promised land
Please take me to your leader, I want my green card
I want to fly over like a rocket from the Balkans

I want to start all over and turn a new page
Forget this dreadful story, escape the stone age
I'm waiting for a chance to get out of the cage
I feel like a slave on a minimal wage

I am from Bosnia, take me to America
I really want to see Statue of Liberty
I can no longer wait, take me to United States
Take me to Golden Gate, I will assimilate

One day when you reach the end
One day you will understand
One day back to roots, my friend
No place like a motherland

One day when you reach the end
One day you will understand
One day back to roots, my friend
No place like a motherland

I hoped I'd find what I need, I'll be free like a bird
Now we're pushed in a ghetto like a sheep in a herd
All the promises I heard became empty words
Completely disconnected from the rest of the world

The grass is never greener in neighbor's courtyard
I want to start all over, return to no man's land
Send greetings to your leader, don't want your green card
I want to fly back like a rocket to the Balkans

I am from Bosnia, take me to America
I really want to see Statue of Liberty
I can no longer wait, take me to United States
Take me to Golden Gate, I will assimilate

One day when you reach the end
One day you will understand
One day back to roots, my friend
No place like a motherland

One day when you reach the end
One day you will understand
One day back to roots, my friend
No place like a motherland