Nemam ja toliko kofera - Zeljko Samardzic Übersetzung ins Englische

Nemam ja toliko kofera

Ne mogu ja,
Dok Bog me gleda,
Da obrisem radi reda
Suze iz tvoga pogleda.
Ne postoji toliko ptica,
Da prate me i tebi vrate
U kavezu nasih ulica.

Ref.
Nemam ja toliko kofera;
Kada me tuga potera,
Da spakujem sva ta gorka osecanja.
Nemam ja toliko cipela,
Da predjem taj put od pepela;
Kada nam u vatri izgore sva secanja.

Ne mogu ja to tek tako,
Ne mogu ja tako lako.
Ne mogu nigde polako,
Ne postoji toliko vrata,
Da zatvorim iza sebe,
Na kuci od losih karata.

Ref.
Nemam ja toliko kofera;
Kada me tuga potera,
Da spakujem
Sva ta gorka osecanja.
Nemam ja toliko cipela,
Da predjem taj put od pepela;
Kada nam u vatri
Izgoru sva secanja.

Ne mogu ja,
Dok Bog me gleda,
Da obrisem radi reda
Suze iz tvoga pogleda.
Ne postoji toliko ptica,
Da prate me i tebi vrate
U kavezu nasih ulica.

Ref;

Ne mogu ja to tek tako,
Ne mogu ja tako lako.
Ne mogu nigde polako,
Ne postoji toliko vrata,
Da zatvorim iza sebe,
Na kuci od losih karata.

I Don't Have That Many Suitcases

I can't,
As God watches me,
To erase the tears from your eyes,
For the sake of peace.
There aren't enough birds,
To follow me and return you,
To the cage of our streets.

Chorus.
I don't have that many suitcases,
When sadness chases me,
To pack up all these bitter feelings.
I don't have that many shoes,
To walk the road from ashes,
When all our memories burn in the fire.

I can't do it just like that,
I can't do it so easily.
I can't go slowly anywhere,
There aren't enough doors,
To close behind me,
On the house of bad cards.

Chorus.
I don't have that many suitcases,
When sadness chases me,
To pack up
All these bitter feelings.
I don't have that many shoes,
To walk the road from ashes,
When all our
Memories burn in the fire.

I can't,
As God watches me,
To erase the tears from your eyes
For the sake of peace.
There aren't enough birds,
To follow me and return you,
To the cage of our streets.

Chorus;

I can't do it just like that,
I can't do it so easily.
I can't go slowly anywhere,
There aren't enough doors,
To close behind me,
On the house of bad cards.