Rade Serbedzija - Ne daj se Ines
Ne daj se, Ines.
Ne daj se godinama,moja Ines,
drugačijim pokretima i navikama,
jer još ti je soba topla;
prijatan raspored i rijetki predmeti. Imala si više ukusa od mene.
Tvoja soba - divota - gazdarica ti je u bolnici Uvijek si se razlikovala
po boji papira svojih pisama, po poklonima,
pratila me slijedeceg jutra oko devet do stanice. I ruši se zeleni autobus
tjeran jesenjim vjetrom, kao list,
niz jednu beogradsku padinu. U večernjem sam odijelu i
opkoljen pogledima. Ne daj se, mladosti moja,
ne daj se, Ines. Dugo je pripremano naše poznanstvo
i onda, slučajno, uz vruću rakiju,
i sa svega nekoliko rečenica lose prikrivena zelja. Tvoj način gospodje i obrazi seljanke.
Prostakušo i plemkinjo moja!
Pa tvoje grudi, krevet,
i moja soba obješena u zraku kao naranča,
kao narančasta svjetiljka,
nad zelenom i modrom vodom Zagreba;
Proleterskih brigada 39, kod Grkovic. Pokisla ulica od prozora dalje i šum predvečernjih
tramvaja.
Lijepi trenuci nostalgije, ljubavi i siromaštva,
upotreba zajedničke kupaonice
i - molim vas ako me tko traži ... Ne daj se, Ines - evo me,
ustajem tek da okrenem ploču.Rade Serbedzija - Ne daj se Ines - http://motolyrics.com/rade-serbedzija/ne-daj-se-ines-lyrics-english-translation.html
Da li je to nepristojno u ovakvom času,
Mozart, Requiem, Agnus Dei. Meni je ipak najdraži početak.
Raspolažem s još milion njeznih i bezobraznih
podataka naše mladosti,
koja nas pred vlastitim ocima vara i krade i napušta. Ne daj se, Ines,
poderi pozivnicu, otkazi večeru,
prevari muza odlazeći da se počešljaš
u nekom boljem hotelu
dodirni me ispod stola koljenom,
generacijo moja, ljubavnice. Znam da ce biti još mladosti,
ali ne više ovakve;
u prosjeku 1938a.
Ja neću imati s kim ostati mlad,
ako svi ostarite,
i ta ce mi mladost teško pasti,
a bit ce ipak da ste vi u pravu,
jer ja sam sam na ovoj obali
koju ste napustili i predali bezvoljno. A ponovno počinje kiša
kao što već kisi u listopadu na otocima.
More od olova i nebo od borova.
Udaljeni glasovi koji se miješaju:
glas majke, prijatelja, kćeri, ljubavnice, broda, brata.
Na brzinu pokupljeno rublje pred kišu
i nestalo je svjetla s tom bjelinom. Još malo šetnje uz more i gotovo;
Ne daj se, Ines.
Rade Serbedzija - Don't give in, Ines (English translation)
Don't give in, Ines
Don't let years beat you, my Ines
With different moves and habits
Because your room is still warm
Cosy layout and rare items
You had more taste than me
Your room - splendor - your landlady is in the hospital
You had always distinguished
By the color of your letters' paper, by your gifts
You followed me the next morning around nine to the station
And the green bus is tearing down
Driven by autumn wind, like a leaf
Along some Belgrade downhill
I'm in my evening suit and
Surrounded by glances
Don't give in, my youth
Don't give in, Ines
Our acquaintance had been preparing for a long time
And then, suddenly, with hot brandy,
And a wish poorly concealed with just a couple of sentences
Your acting of a lady and cheeks of a country girl
My hoyden and noblewoman!
And then your breast, the bed
And my room hung in the air like an orange,
Like an orange lamp
Above the green and blue water of Zagreb
In the Street of Proleterian Brigades 39, at Grković
Bedraggled street away from the window and the noise of twilight trams
Beautiful moments of nostalgia, love and poverty,
Using shared bathroom
And - please, if someone is asking for me...
Don't give in, Ines, here I am
I'm getting up just to rotate the recordRade Serbedzija - Ne daj se Ines - http://motolyrics.com/rade-serbedzija/ne-daj-se-ines-lyrics-english-translation.html
Is it rude in a moment like this
Mozart, Requiem, Agnus Dei
Still, the beginning is my favorite
I dispose with a million more of gentle and saucy information about our youth
Which is cheating on us and stealing from us and leaving us and all that in front of us
Don't give in, Ines
Rip the invitation, cancel the dinner
Cheat on your husband when going to brush your hair
At some better hotel
Touch me under the table with your knee,
My generation, my mistress
I know there will be more youth
But not like this one
Around 1938
I won't have anyone to stay young with
If everybody grows old
And that youth will be hard for me
And you're probably right
Because I'm alone on this coast
Which you all left and handed over listlessly
And it's starting to rain again
Like it's already raining on the islands in October
Sea made of lead and sky made of pine trees
Distant voices which mix:
Voice of the mother, friends, daughter, mistress, ship, brother
Laundry quickly picked up before the rain
And the light is gone with that whiteness
Jut a little bit of walk next to the sea and it's done
Don't give in, Ines