Željko Joksimović - Crnokosa - перевод текста песни на английский

Текст и перевод песни Željko Joksimović - Crnokosa




Crnokosa
Black-Haired
Jutro budi me,
Morning wakes me,
Vazduh mirise na nevolju.
The air smells of misery.
Jutro, krevet moj veci je za broj,
Morning, my bed is too big for one more,
Ti nisi tu.
You're not here.
I kada razmislim
And when I think about it
Ne mogu a da ne mislim.
I can't help but think.
Sve sto sam ti radio,
Everything I did to you,
Sebi sam uradio.
I did to myself.
Nisam znao sam sta hocu
I didn't know what I wanted
Dok si cekala me nocu
While you were waiting for me at night
Topla, pospana i bosa.
Warm, sleepy and barefoot.
Poruka na vratima,
A message on the door,
Kljuceve si vratila.
You returned the keys.
Pise zelis mi svu srecu,
It says you wish me all the best,
A ja znam da nikad necu
But I know I never will
Preko tvoga ponosa, crnokosa.
Over your pride, black-haired one.
Sad' znam da mnogo pre
Now I know much sooner
Ti si znala sve i cutala.
You knew everything and kept quiet.
"Ma nek' te sanjaju
"Let them dream of you
Al' ja te imam tu", meni saputala,
But I have you here", you whispered to me,
Dugo se borila, od svega se umorila.
You fought for a long time, you got tired of everything.
Sve sto sam ti radio,
Everything I did to you,
Sebi sam uradio.
I did to myself.
Nisam znao sam sta hocu
I didn't know what I wanted
Dok si cekala me nocu
While you were waiting for me at night
Topla, pospana i bosa.
Warm, sleepy and barefoot.
Poruka na vratima,
A message on the door,
Kljuceve si vratila.
You returned the keys.
Pise zelis mi svu srecu,
It says you wish me all the best,
A ja znam da nikad necu
But I know I never will
Preko tvoga ponosa, crnokosa.
Over your pride, black-haired one.
Moja si crnokosa, necu preko ponosa,
My black-haired one, I won't go over your pride,
Ti si ta crnokosa, topla, bosa pospana,
You are that black-haired one, warm, barefoot sleepy,
Moja si crnokosa, necu preko ponosa,
My black-haired one, I won't go over your pride,
Ti si ta crnokosa.
You are that black-haired one.
Sve sto sam ti radio,
Everything I did to you,
Sebi sam uradio.
I did to myself.
Nisam znao sam sta hocu
I didn't know what I wanted
Dok si cekala me nocu
While you were waiting for me at night
Topla, pospana i bosa.
Warm, sleepy and barefoot.
Poruka na vratima,
A message on the door,
Kljuceve si vratila.
You returned the keys.
Pise zelis mi svu srecu,
It says you wish me all the best,
A ja znam da nikad necu
But I know I never will
Preko tvoga ponosa, crnokosa.
Over your pride, black-haired one.





Авторы: z. pantovic cipi, z. joksimovic


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