Lyrics and translation Haustor - Duhovi

Duhovi

Poli smo na izlet skupa
U subotu ja i Pita
Srce nam od sreæe lupa
Popili smo tri gemita

Ostavili smo decu, zene
Sobom zeli luk i jeger
Demionke opletene
Sakrili u gepek-treger

"Divan dan!", zadere se Pita
I pohotno stisne volan
Otvaram vrata od dvorita
Na radiju "zeleni maligan"

Meknite se se gorje
Da se bu videlo Zagorje
Meknite se se gorje
Idemo vu Zagorje

Crvena koda po bregima juri
Zavoji ko valcer beèki
Vino nam niz gubec curi
Pita i ja smo opet deèki

Celi dan smo popevali
Vesele popevke stare
A naveèer parkirali
Pri krèmi "Kod tune Bare"

Vani pala vlana kmica
Nigdje blizu nema hie
Birtija ko eravica
Sad nas vleæe k sebi blie

Pita me hudo pogleda
I njemu nekaj prejti ne da
I njega nekaj sebi vleæe
Nekaj od birtije veðe
Nekaj od pijaèe jaèe.

Spirits

We went for a trip together,
Pita and I on Saturday,
Our hearts were pounding with joy,
We drank three quarts of wine.

We left behind the kids and the wives,
Armed with onions and beer
Plump young chickens tied up,
Hidden in a bag.

"What a great day!" Pita exclaimed
Gripping the steering wheel tightly.
I opened the gate,
"Green Thistle" playing on the radio.

Move aside mountain,
So we can see Zagorje.
Move aside mountain,
We're going to Zagorje.

The red car sped along the slopes,
Zigzagging like a waltz,
Wine dripped down our chins,
Pita and I felt young again.

All day, we sang,
Merry old tunes,
And in the evening, we parked,
At the tavern "At the Blind Bear's Place."

White flakes of snow were falling,
No warmth nearby,
The tavern beckoned like a sanctuary,
Drawing us in.

Pita looked at me with desire,
Something was stirring within him,
Something drew him,
Something from the tavern,
Something sweet and inviting.