Lunjo - Đorđe Balašević Übersetzung ins Englische

Lunjo

Lunjo, moj stari kofer opet mirise na sive ceste
A tvoja soba na mandarine i przen kesten.
I toplo je tu, tu ispod tvog krova.
O, dobro je tu, u zamku iz snova, pa sretna ti nova.
Lunjo, sad cu ti reci i vise nikom i vise nikad:
Svako je od nas ponekom slican al' ti si unikat.
Procitas me, znam, od slova do slova.
Precutis to, znam, k'o pametna sova, pa sretna mi nova.
Ti uvek znas najbolji nacin,
S tobom lako stizem na tron.
Ti si ta nit, taj retki zacin
Koji daje poseban ton.
Ti si mali carobnjak koji donosi spas
A svi ti pajaci na pokretnoj traci nek zure bez nas.
Lunjo, ako me traze ti slazi da sam odavno mrtav.
Spusti roletne i navij sat na sredu, cetvrtak.
A napolju mraz i magla i zima.
A napolju mrak al' ovde sve stima, od kad tebe imam.
Ti uvek znas najbolji nacin,
S tobom lako stizem na tron.
Ti si ta nit, taj retki zacin
Koji daje poseban ton.
Ti si mali carobnjak koji donosi spas
A svi ti pajaci na pokretnoj traci nek zure bez nas.
Ti uvek znas najbolji nacin,
S tobom lako stizem na tron.
Ti si ta nit, taj retki zacin
Koji daje poseban ton.
Ti uvek znas najlepse reci,
Ti cak i cutis vise od svih.
Ti imas smeh koji sve leci,
Ti od psovke nacinis stih.

Lunjo

Lunjo, my old suitcase again smells of gray roads
But your room smells of mandarins and ripe chestnuts.
And it is warm here, here under your roof.
Oh, it's good here, in a castle out of dreams, so happy new year to you.
Lunjo, now I'll tell you and nobody else and never again:
Everyone of us is like someone else but you are unique.
You read me, I know, from between the lines.
You feel it, I know, like a clever owl, so happy new year to me.
You always know the best way,
With you it's easy for me to reach the throne.
You are that string, that rare spice
Which gives a special tone.
You are the little magician who brings salvation
And all those clowns on the moving belt let them stare without us.
Lunjo, If they're looking for me, you say that I died long ago.
Lower the blinds and wind the clock to Wednesday, Thursday.
And outside there is frost and fog and cold.
And outside there is darkness but here everything's in order, ever since I have you.
You always know the best way,
With you it's easy for me to reach the throne.
You are that string, that rare spice
Which gives a special tone.
You are the little magician who brings salvation
And all those clowns on the moving belt let them stare without us.
You always know the best way,
With you it's easy for me to reach the throne.
You are that string, that rare spice
Which gives a special tone.
You always know the sweetest words,
You even feel more than everybody else.
You have a laughter which heals everything,
You make a verse out of a curse.