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Leonard Cohen - Suzanne Превод текста


Suzana


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Suzana te do svog mesta kraj reke vodi
Možeš čuti lađe što kliziduzidu po vodi
Noć uz nju možeš da provedeš
Da je polu ćaknuta znadeš
E baš zoto želiš tu da budeš
Čajom i pomoranđama 'rani te
Što iz daleke Kine dolaze
I baš kad si joj 'teo kazati
Da nemaš više joj dati ljubavi
Ona te ondak na talasnu dužinu svoju narihta
I mane reku nek' odgovor da
Da si švaler njezin bio vazda
 
I žel'o bi sanjom putovati
Na slepo sanjom 'teo bi putovati
Znadeš da će ti verovati samo tako
Jer si umom svojim njezino perfektno telo tak'o
 
I Isus je matroz bio
Kad' je po vodi 'odio
Mlogo je u posmatranju prov'o vremena
U svom tornju od drveta
I kad je znao al' sigurno
Da ga davljenik može da ugleda jedino
On je kaz'o 'Svi ljudi će da budedu matrozi
Čim ih more oslobodi'
Al' i sam je skrjan bio
Mlogo pre neg' se nebo otvorilo
Napušten čovek zamalo
Pod mudrošću tvojom k'o kamen se potopio
 
I 'tela si sanjim otputovati
Sanjim otputovati na slepo 'tela si ti
I mislila možda ćeš mu verovati tek tako
Jer je tvoje telo savršeno mislima svojim dotako
 
Sad te Suzana za ruku grabi
I do reke vodi
Rite i peruške nosa
S tezgi Vojske Spasa
Poput meda cedi se sunce
Posred naše lučke frajlice
Što pokaziva di da gledite
Usred' đubreta i cvetova
Heroji se nalaze u morskim travama
Izjutra u deca su tu
Ka ljubavi se' naginju
I doveka će ostati nagnuto
Doklem Suzana pridržava ogledalo
 
A 'teo bi sanjom putovati
Putovati naslepo sanjom 'teo bi
I da bi joj mog'o verovati znaš
Jer ti je mislima svo'im telo dotakla al' baš
 



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She took the sickle but forgot the grain,
And that Polish girl was at home.
 

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But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
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And that Polish girl was at home. | 2
 

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But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
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The Cossack rode off to war,
Said: 'Farewell, my dear girl.
Oh farewell, dark-browed maiden, |
I'm off to foreign lands. | 2
 

I'm off to foreign lands',
'Oh go, my sweet one, dark-browed one, |
And return to Ukraine'. | 2
 

'Give me, my dear, a kerchief,
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The dark night will cover my eyes, |
And I'll rest easier in the grave. | 2
 

I'll rest easier in the grave',
Oh on that grave a dark crow |
Sits sadly and caws. | 2
 

Sits sadly and caws,
Oh no one hears, oh no one sees, |
Where the Cossack's body lies. | 2
 

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The cossack was coming from campaign
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He took off his uniform and the glasses,
Broke the uniform to shreds,
And he went to dance. | 2
 

After he danced and jumped enough
He said goodbye to a beatiful maiden,
He stepped out onto the porch,
Whistled into the ring –
A black horse comes running.
 

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But the horse gambols under him
By the green meadow,
By the green meadow!
 

Oh, across the meadow, meadow, meadow,
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He didn't find the girls,
So he went to the widow.
 

He kissed and caressed her,
Pulled her by the shoulders,
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Oh hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!
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But not a small one either.
 

That this Saturday
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And rushed to the tavern. | 2
 

We drank tea, ate rolls,
Cheated the tavern keeper,
Smoked tobacco. | 2
 

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Someone loved me
I remember it
Because my pale, gray lips
Were happy again
Flushed with blood
And with deep emotions
Too bold to share with friends
 

Someone loved me
And in my eyes
There was a bright light that
I have never found again
I remember it
That bright light that
I have never found again
 

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That was never written down
In any calendar
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