I'm often attacked and accused that we are fascists, Nazis, and because of this that you who listen to my music and follow are also. And we hereby say to them that we are not fascists, Nazis, but Croatian patriots. We tell them that there are values that we live for.[1] There were people that we will never forget. And there are dreams that we will never give up. Because this country was made, our Croatia, on the blood and suffering of this generation, victorious generation!
I would like to say the same for myself: I am an American patriot with a sense of who I am and where I come from, and how I got here. That is all.
Thompson also in the response to all the people who accuse him of being an Ustasha,wrote the song Neka ni'ko ne dira u moj mali dio Svemira (Let no one touch my small part of Universe). In this song he accuses those people of hiding during the war,like a mouse in a hole. He claims that they have no understanding since they never fought for their country, and they have no appreciation for the people who lost their lives in the War for Independence. And now after the war they try to say that every solider is a criminal, and they who were hidden all the time are righteous one. And that he is fascist for them only because he loves his country and was not afraid to give his life for its freedom
Over the fields through memories he goes,
Strong man, strong grey beard.
I remember his gaze, the warmth of his eye
And every word of his that was so deep.
Grandpa was strong like a rock,
Had a brave heart and genes made of stone.
All wisdom was woven into him
His stories taught me about everything.
"To travel the honorable way,
You should know will be hard
But only in that way you can get to
Where the eternal light shines."
Hey, if only I could with you
Like before wait for the dawn,
look down,
from Svilaja up the Peter's Field
My grandpa and me, two friends,
Another time -- same destiny.
Mountain Svilaja is gazing at me
With the shine it eyes like his.
He drew his strength from up there,
That mountain etched his wrinkles
His cracked hands,
Like a safe harbor to me,.
How to thank him for all,
I named my son after him.
"To travel the honorable way,
You should know will be hard
But only in that way you can get to
Where the eternal light shines."
Hey, if only I could with you
Like before wait for the dawn,
look down,
from Svilaja up the Peter's Field
My grandpa and me, two friends,
Another time -- same destiny.
If I could only look down,
from Svilaja up the Peter's Field
And to shout stronger than a storm,
So my grandpa could hear me once again.
Hey, if only I could with you
Like before wait for the dawn,
look down,
from Svilaja up the Peter's Field
My grandpa and me, two friends,
Another time -- same destiny
Let ni'ko does not affect my part of the universe mali
East, West, everyone defends his own
I do not what my
always.
Only my world.
And just because, for them I'm fascist,
and I've never wanted anything else's,
only her,
country free.
Peaceful living on his proud,
though not always all by my.
Attacking the sluganska pen,
as they defend the village.
Mice,
come out of the hole!
Oh, they are povampire face
when the council
Our checky.
World flag.
Peaceful living on his proud,
though not always all by my.
Let them be heard, let it be known,
let vijore flag,
shall not affect ni'ko
in my small part of the universe.
The air lying, deceiving the people,
so easy to judge the righteous.
I am guilty,
because I'm alive!
Patriotism called fascism,
so defend their communism.
Transparent
demagogy;
Peaceful living on his proud,
though not always all by my.
Let them be heard, let it be known,
let vijore flag,
shall not affect ni'ko
in my small part of the universe.