Djordje Balasevic - Slovenska
No en dahom sna doleteo je crni golub na moj dlan.
Za to, k'o da zna, al' to sam jutro do襫ao umoran.
K'o da sam i ja leteo s njim, krilima te kim, olovnim,
i video svet sakriven iza tamnih oblaka.
Ako umrem mlad, posadi mi na grobu samo ruzmarin.
Ne dozvoli tad da naprave od mene tu ni tre橠詮.
Nek' mi ne dr e govore, nek' drugom pletu lovore,
ako umrem mlad, zaustavljen u koraku i snu.
O, zagrli me sad, jako, najjace to zna
i nemoj crnoj ptici da me da .
O ne, ne brini, pro橠楠za tren,
ja sam samo malo lud i zaljubljen.
U mojim venama davni sever samuje
i ja ponekad ne znam ta mu je,
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to luduje, od sre楠tugu tka
moja prosta du a slovenska.
Upla i me sjaj milion sve桠kad se nebom popali.
Gde je tome kraj? Za kog su tako dubok zdenac kopali?
Za to se sve to de ava, da l' 诶ek i ta re ava
il' smo samo tu zbog ravnote e me堺vezdama?
O, zagrli me sad, jako, najjace to zna
i nemoj crnoj ptici da me da .
O ne, ne brini, pro橠楠za tren,
ja sam samo malo lud i zaljubljen.
U mojim venama davni sever samuje
i ja ponekad ne znam ta mu je,
to luduje, od sre楠tugu tka
moja prosta du a slovenska.
Djordje Balasevic - Slavic (English translation)
Carried with a breath of dream a black pigeon landed on my palm
Why, who would know, but that morning I waited tired
Like I flew with him, with heavy wings. filled with lead,
and saw the world hidden behind golden clouds
If I die young, plant only a rosemary on my grave.
Don't let them made out of it a sad third scene
Don't let them give me a speech, let them neat laurels to someone else
If I die young, stopped in my step and my dream.
Oh hug me now, strong, best you can
And don't give me away to a black bird
Oh no, don't worry, it will be over fast
I am only a little bit crazy and in love
Long ago north is alone in my veins
And sometimes I don't know whats wrong with himDjordje Balasevic - Slovenska - http://motolyrics.com/djordje-balasevic/slovenska-lyrics-english-translation.html
Why is he acting crazy, from happiness he neats sorrow
My simple Slavic soul.
A million candles glow lighted on sky frightens me
Where is it all end? For whom they barrow such deep well?
Why does it all happened, can man solve anything,
Or are we her only for the balance between the stars?
Oh hug me now, strong, best you can
And don't give me away to that black bird
Oh no, don't worry, it will be over fast
I am only a little bit crazy and in love
Long ago north is alone in my veins
And sometimes I don't know whats wrong with him
Why is he acting crazy, from happiness he neats sorrow
My simple Slavic soul.