Dřenice is name of several locations in the Czech Republic:
Dřenice is a village in the Pardubice Region of the Czech Republic. It has around 300 inhabitants.
Coordinates: 49°58′57″N 15°44′40″E / 49.98250°N 15.74444°E / 49.98250; 15.74444
Drenica (Albanian: Drenicë, Drenica, Serbian Cyrillic: Дреница) also known as the Drenica Valley, is a hilly region in central Kosovo, covering around 700 square kilometres (270 sq mi) of Kosovo's total area (6%). It consists of two municipalities, Glogovac and Skenderaj, and several villages in Klina, Mitrovica and the area of Vushtrri. It is located west of the capital, Pristina.
According to the 2011 Census, the population of the region is 109,389, excluding the surrounding villages. Albanians form the absolute majority of the region.
Drenica is first mentioned in 1413, when Đurađ Branković, his mother Mara, and brothers Đurađ and Lazar, endowed the village of Dobroševce to the Monastery of Saint Paul of Mount Athos. Despot Đurađ Branković (1427 —1456) founded the Devič monastery in the region.
The villages surrounding the towns of Glogovac and Skenderaj are the birthplace of the Kosovo Liberation Army (KLA) and the stronghold of albanian nationalism, which began armed operations in Drenica in 1996. A KLA stronghold during the 1998-1999 Kosovo War, the region saw many armed conflicts against the security forces of FR Yugoslavia, then the host nation. The hilltop village of Likovac served as regional headquarters for the KLA until the Serbs recaptured it in an offensive in September 1998. The area around Čičavice also saw activity between Serb forces and the 114th Brigade of the KLA.
They come, they go
They never do not go
They come, they see
They conquer then they leave
With man-eating beliefs
Superior of death
With lineage and myth
And a half-heartedness at birth
I have the same old dream
About a tunnel by my bed
From where the stench of shit of minotaurs
Yawns like lewd and evil breath
But instinct and a map
Has set to work inside my head
Instead of shedding tears
I've learned to drink and piss instead
They come, they go
They never do not go
They come, they see
They conquer then they leave
I am in Rome
And i am going to the games
I see the gulf
And it's going to
Bore my name into the
Green green grass
The catwalks of the past
My head is like an oven
As i rest it in my palms
We were just standing on the beach
When a bull rose from the surf
I said "show him the back door my dear
He'll only paw the turf"
Three seasons came and went
Tracksuits found the dispossessed
My wife had other plans
And now a bastard surfs the web
There's nothing she can do
He does not talk, he does not move
He spends all day looking at porn
Or playing fucking Halo 2
They come, they go
They never do not go
They come, they see
They conquer then they leave
I am in Rome
And i am going to the games
I am the last to find my seat
I'm standing at the gate
Intermission comes
Nerves are touched, and smokes are screened
It's on a pack of cigarettes
Along with all our faults and memes and it says