Al' se nekad dobro jelo - Đorđe Balašević Übersetzung ins Englische

Al' se nekad dobro jelo

Nema više, dobri svete
One lepe še'set pete
Kad smo bili na svečari
Kod kumova naših starih
Klizio je voz k'o sanke
Al' smo stigli do Palanke
Severac je duv'o 'ladan
Pa ko ne bi bio gladan?
I čim smo stigli viknu kum svoju ženu
"Sido! Posta'ljaj, Bog te vid'o!"
Spremila nam kuma naša za užinu paprikaša
Pa kolače, kremenadle i par sarmi svakom
Mesto leba - mesa bela
Princes krofne, vangla cela
Suvih šljiva i koljiva
I rezance s makom
E, kad se samo setim
Al' se nekad dobro jelo, baš!
Do večere vreme kratko
Za kitnikes i za slatko
Da odbiješ, to ne vredi
Da se kuma ne uvredi
Naš kum Pera, dipl. agronom
Reč o ovom, reč o onom
Sve uz vino, porto-gizer
'Di gutljaji sami klize
Taman smo bili gladni kada se začu:
"Sido! Večeru, Bog te vid'o!"
Odjedared astal šaren
Sos paradajz, krompir baren
Fine šnicle, k'o promincle
Karabatak svakom
Na podvarku ćurka, zna se
Gdi je ćurka, tu je prase
Onda torte, razne sorte
I rezanci s makom
E, kad se samo setim
Al' se nekad dobro jelo, baš!
Vejao je sneg po šoru
Sedeli smo do pred zoru
Baba reče: "Deder kaput
Radni dan je, 'ajmo na put"
Al' kum Pera odma skoči
"Šta to vide moje oči?!
Sido, ne daj nikom kaput!
Prvo fruštuk, e, ondak na put"
Ne drema vredna kuma
Ne sluša prve petle
Brža je od raketle
Nosi vruće 'leba kriške
Fafarone, čvarke friške
Začas sprema šunke, rena
I pihtije svakom
Pitamo ih: "Ljudi, dokle?"
Kažu: "Čekaj, još šnenokle
Pa šufnudle i griz-štrudle
I rezanci s makom"
Hej, kad se samo setim
Al' se nekad dobro jelo... baš
La la la la la...
I ondak, sat i frtalj kol'ko je iš'o šinobus nismo ništa jeli
I kad smo stigli na stanicu, odma'
Kupimo burek, lep, frišak
Mastan, sve nam onako
Mast curila niz bradu
Pa ondak' opalimo preko toga
Jednu tepsiju šampita i gajbu piva
Mlakog, crnog

Once Upon a Time, We Ate Well

Those good times are gone, my dear
In the swinging sixties
When we visited our godparents
For Christmas Eve dinner
The train slid like a sled
But we made it to Palanka
The north wind was blowing cold
Who wouldn't be hungry?
And as soon as we arrived, our godfather called to his wife
"Sida! Set the table, for God's sake!"
Our godmother had prepared a paprika stew for our snack
And then cakes, cream puffs, and a sarma for each one of us
Instead of bread - white meat
Jelly doughnuts, an entire tray
Dried plums and wheat berries
And noodles with poppy seeds
Oh, when I think about it
We ate so well back then
There was hardly any time for dessert
For fruits and sweets
It was useless to refuse
So as not to offend our godmother
Our godfather Pera, a certified agronomist
Talked about this and that
All with wine, port-gizer
The gulps sliding down easily
We were just about to get hungry when we heard:
"Sida! Dinner is ready, for God's sake!"
Suddenly the table was colorful
Tomato sauce, roasted potatoes
Fine schnitzels, like mini-mountains
A cabbage roll for each one of us
A turkey on the side table, of course
Where there's a turkey, there's a pig
Then cakes, of various kinds
And noodles with poppy seeds
Oh, when I think about it
We ate so well back then
The snow was blowing outside
We sat there until almost dawn
Grandmother said: "Get your coat
It's a workday, let's go home"
But our godfather Pera jumped up right away
"What do my eyes behold?!
Sida, don't let anyone get a coat!
Breakfast first, then we go"
Our tireless godmother was already bustling around
She didn't listen to the first cockcrows
She was faster than a rocket
Bringing slices of warm bread
Paprika, fresh cracklings
She quickly prepared ham, bacon
And aspic for each
We asked them: "How much more?"
They said: "Wait, there's still strudels
And dumplings and cinnamon buns
And noodles with poppy seeds"
Oh, when I think about it
We ate so well back then...
Lah lah lah lah lah...
And then, we didn't eat anything on the bus for an hour and a quarter
And when we arrived at the station, we immediately
Bought a burek, nice and fresh
Greasy, just the way we liked it
The grease ran down our chins
And then we devoured
A whole tray of champagne and a box of beer
Mild, dark