Don Mclean
Don Mclean

The Grave Lyrics Serbian translation

Lyrics

Don Mclean - The Grave

The grave that they dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors
And the brown earth bleached white
At the edge of his gravestone, he's gone

When the wars of our nation did beckon
A man barely twenty did answer the calling
Proud of the trust that he placed in our nation, he's gone
But eternity knows him and it knows what we've done

And the rain fell like pearls on the leaves of the flowers
Leaving brown, muddy clay where the earth had been dry
And deep in the trench he waited for hours
As he held to his rifle and prayed not to die

But the silence of night was shattered by fire
As guns and grenades blasted sharp through the airDon Mclean - The Grave - http://motolyrics.com/don-mclean/the-grave-lyrics-serbian-translation.html
One after another his comrades were slaughtered
In morgue of marines, alone standing there

He crouched ever lower, ever lower with fear
They can't let me die, they can't let me die here
I'll cover myself with the mud and the earth
And I'll cover myself, I know I'm not brave

The earth
The earth
The earth
Is my grave

The grave that they dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors
And the brown earth bleached white
At the edge of his gravestone, he's gone

Serbian translation

Don Mclean - Grob (Serbian translation)

Na grobu gde su ga zakopali raslo je cveće
Zabačen na brdu u letnjim bojama
A crna zemlja je počela da svetli
Na ivici njegovog groba
Otišao je

Kada su ratovi naše nacije pozivali
Čovek hrabri, sa dvedeset leta je prihvatio poziv
Ponosan na istinu
U grudima mu je kucao srce patriote
Otišao je

Ali večnost ga je sustreo
I ona jedino zna šta smo učinili

I dok kiša pada poput bisera
Na lišće i na cveće
Ostavlja braon, mutno blato
Na mestu gde je bilo suvo

A duboko u rovu
Je čekao satima
Držeći pušku
I moleći se da ne umre

Ali tišina noći
Se razbila od vatreDon Mclean - The Grave - http://motolyrics.com/don-mclean/the-grave-lyrics-serbian-translation.html
Od granata i od paljbe
Prokleto oštrih kroz vazduh

Jednog po jednog
Njegovi drugovi su bili ubijeni
U mrtvoj rupi
On je stojao sam

Sagnuo se što je više mogao
Tako nisko, pun straha
Ne mogu da me ubiju
Ne mogu da me ubiju ovde!

Prekriću sebe
Sa blatom i zemljom
Prekriću sebe
Znam, nisam hrabar

Zemlja, zemlja
Postade moj grob

Na grobu gde su ga zakopali raslo je cveće
Zabačen na brdu u letnjim bojama
A crna zemlja je počela da svetli
Na ivici njegovog groba
Otišao je

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