Leonard Cohen - Waiting for the Miracle Превод текста
Čekajući čudo
Click to see the original lyrics (English) Dušo, čekao sam,
Čekao sam noć i dan.
Vreme nisam merio,
U čekanju pola života proveo.
Mnogo je bilo poziva
A znam da si neke i ti slala,
Al’ ja sam čekao
Čudo, čudo da pristigne.
Znam da iskreno volela si me.
Al’ shvati ruke su mi bile vezane.
Znam to mora da je bolelo,
Ponos tvoj mora da vređalo
Da stojiš pod mojim prozorom
Sa tvojim dobošem i tvojom trubom,
A ja sam čekao tamo gore
Čudo, čudo da pristigne.
Ah ne verujem da ti je prijalo,
Ne bi ti se ovde dopalo.
Tu zabava izostaje
A stroge su kazne i osude.
Maestro kaže ovo Mocart je
Al’ to zvuči poput gume žvakaće
Kad iščekuješ
Čudo, čudo da pristigne.
Čekati na čudo
Ništa drugo ne preostaje
Ovako srećan nisam bio
Još od kad se drugi svetski rat završio.
Ništa ne preostaje
Kada znaš da si oduzet.
Ništa ne preostaje
Kad moliš za mrvice
Ništa ne možeš činiti
Kada moraš čekati
Čekati čudo da pristigne.
Dušo, sanjao sam te.
Pre neko veče.
Uglavnom naga
Ah deo tebe pohotan je bio
Pesak vremena je curio
Kroz tvoj palac i prste
I čekala si
Čudo, čudo da pristigne
O dušo haj’mo se venčati,
Predugo smo bili samotni.
Hajde da budemo usamljeni zajedno.
Da vidimo da li smo snažni toliko.
Da, hajde da učinimo nešto suludo,
Nešto potpuno pogrešno
Dok čekamo
Dok čudo bude pristiglo.
Ništa više ne možeš da preduzmeš…
Kad na putu dalekom zagineš
I na kiši ležiš,
A pitaju te kako si
Reći ćeš svakako da ne možeš se požaliti-
Ako pritiskaju na podacima
Tad budala pravi se:
Reci samo da čekaš tamo
Na čudo, na čudo da pristigne.
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