Djordje Balasevic - Lepa protina kci
Jos sam bio sasvim mlad
neke barske ptice sam lovio tad,
kad je dosla da se kupa
lepa protina kci. Nije znala gde sam ja
da je gledam krisom kroz trsku i sas.
Preko reke noc je pala
kao plast. I mesec bdije nad vrbakom,
srebri nebom zvezda roj,
a kapi vode kao biseri
koji blistaju svud po njoj. O srce ludo, ludi sni,
vec se moji drugovi momcili svi,
a ja sam hteo samo jednu
lepu protinu kci. Cudnom pesmom, zvoni drum,
te su zime svatovi dosli po nju,Djordje Balasevic - Lepa protina kci - http://ru.motolyrics.com/djordje-balasevic/lepa-protina-kci-lyrics-english-translation.html
izdaleka, neki svet
za mene tudj. I bas sam prosao sokakom,
padao je prvi sneg.
I jos ponekad zazvone praporci
sto me odnose ko zna gde. Da se zenim imam kad,
ja sam eto, ostao momak do sad
i nikad vise nisam sreo
lepu protinu kci. Jedan zivot miran, tih,
nekad bacim kartu il' napisem stih,
stvari teku
ja se drzim izvan njih. I ljubim dobre, ljubim lake
neke prave, a neke ne,
i sve su vile, ma sve su kraljice,
i sve su nevazne naspram nje.
Djordje Balasevic - The Beautiful Priest's Daughter (Английский перевод)
I was still very young
hunted some bog birds at the time,
when she came to bathe
the beautiful priest's daughter
She didn't know where I was
that I watched her stealthily through reed and sedge
Night fell over the river
like a cloak
And the moon watches over willow field
swarm of stars silvers in the sky
and water droplets like pearls
that shine all over her
Oh crazy heart, crazy dreams,
all my friends had already had girlfriends
but I wanted only one
the beatuful priest's daughter
Odd song rings on the road
that winder, wedding crowd came for herDjordje Balasevic - Lepa protina kci - http://ru.motolyrics.com/djordje-balasevic/lepa-protina-kci-lyrics-english-translation.html
from far away, some people
strange to me
And I just walked down the street,
the first snow was falling
And still sometimes bells jingle
that take me who knows where
To get married I have time
So I stayed bachelor till now
and I never saw again
the beautiful priest's daughter
One life peaceful, quiet
I sometimes throw cards or write a verse
life goes on
I stay out of it
And I kiss good ones, easy ones,
some right ones, some not
and they are all fairies, well they are all queens
and they are all irrelevant compared to her