Đorđe Balašević - Mati Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
Mother
Again I dreamed my mother on a holiday...
And wondering boding is buzzing What did that dream mean?
A stool taken out under a mulberry tree like she is awaiting me from somewhere
I dislike it less and less when I'm right...
A dream book with bold letters...
That is easy with the dreams...
It's a bit harder when i interpret reality..
In the eye dark glare from the wild hazelnut...
And, soon,a new wrinkle, because of the only child, a sinner..
Linden summer dress with sewed details...
Goes along with large spots on a garden bucket..
In a row of lavish gillyflowers... In that dream she's younger than me....
Just like I would like to remember....
Oh mother, snow is falling..Neither that makes me happy anymore
It is gone forever...North wind is blowing over wasted land..
Ice has covered calm waters...
And it is stretching away forever...
Snowflakes are falling like hordes of minutes that are long gone
Nobody is scared because I'm late..that I haven't returned from the trip yet..
Does the winter have a soul?
The night is barren... That what follows me is not giving up...
I rarely meet people from my tribe
They are disappearing in the column from the other side of time...
Cheating whisper of our moral sense can lead us to do evil things...
I wasn't really a son who brings good news..
Faces that I love are passing by and I cannot do anything about it
To some strange dream that we will meet in
Oh mother, snow is falling..Neither that makes me happy anymore
It is gone forever...North wind is blowing over wasted land..
Ice has covered calm waters...
And it is stretching away forever...
Snowflakes are falling like hordes of minutes that are long gone
Nobody is scared because I'm late..that I haven't returned from the trip yet..
Does the winter have a soul?
The night is barren... That what follows me is not giving up...
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22.10.2024
Speak to Him
You're a friend and I know it,
I trust you and therefore
if I ask you a favor,
you shouldn't say no,
you mustn't say no to me.
Then speak to him,
you who know everything about me.
Tell him that yesterday
I went out with you.
Speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him.
Yes, I know you're sorry,
but it's your fault that he
this evening
didn't show up with me
and you already understood why.
And so speak to him,
make peace between us
and don't tell me,
don't tell me that you can't.
Oh, speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, speak to him,
you who know everything about me.
Tell him that yesterday
I went out with you.
Speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him!
22.10.2024
Tonight You'll Hear a Song
Tonight you'll hear a song,
a song you already know.
The woman you no longer love will sing it,
the woman who will leave you but who won't cry.
A song that will tell you about me,
that will stay with you throughout your life,
a song be will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
Tonight I'll relive for the last time
these moments that I'll no longer find
but when I disappear and only you are found,
you'll cry because you'll remember.
A song that will tell you about me,
that will be with you throughout your life,
a song that will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
A song that will tell you about me,
that will be with you throughout your life,
a song that will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
22.10.2024
A Reflection in the Water
It was
a moonlit evening,
under the bridge the river slept
and a woman sang.
Clear,
the water slipped away
and the image of your smile
the river mirrored.
A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing remained,
but I inside my mind
still see you.
It was
a moonlit evening,
your voice spoke
and the river silently listened.
And it was,
almost a year has passed
but every evening I return to look
into the river to dream.
A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing has changed,
the water slowly stops,
I still see you.
A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing has changed,
the water slowly stops,
I still see you.
22.10.2024
A Family
Evening will come,
you'll return home
and without a word, you'll sit at the table
in your place as always.
Then when you have finished,
you'll tell us kids:
leave me alone and glue your eyes
for an hour on the newspaper.
But read inside the eyes
of mom what is there.
Notice that she wants
to talk a bit with you.
You cannot call life
this life you give her
if you have nothing left
to share with her.
I know that you are not wicked,
that deep down you love her.
Don't make her pay for the usual bitterness that
life gives you.
You think about your hopes
of a long time ago
starting when you wanted
to become who knows who.
But look that you are
someone at least among us,
you're not mistaken,
life is precisely this here.
When you come home,
bring a smile with you,
then we'll talk together, that way we'll become
at last a family,
a true family,
a true family.