Lyrics and translation Indexi - Balada

Balada

Idi sad, druže moj
Ljubavi pozdrav mi odnesi mojoj ti
Putu mom tu je kraj
Umoran ovdje ja ću stati, želim mir
Kad ne bude mene
Kad me skriju paprati, travke i šaš
Kad ne bude mene
Ljubit ću je pjesmama svojim i tad

O, reci mi njoj
Da je tako prolazno sve
Kao ptica let
Samo nju da volio sam ja
Jer je za me bila sav svijet
Crveni moj cvijet

Idi sad, druže moj
Ljubavi pjesmu mi ponesi mojoj ti
Dalje sad mogu sam
Počinak ovdje ja ću naći, idi ti
Kad ne bude mene
Kada dođu drugi dječaci k'o ja
Kad ne bude mene
Reci da ću ostati sa njom i tad

O, reci mi njoj
Da je tako prolazno sve
Kao ptica let
Samo nju da volio sam ja
Jer je za me bila sav svijet
Crveni moj cvijet

Idi sad, druže moj
Ljubavi pjesmu mi ponesi mojoj ti
Dalje sad mogu sam
Počinak ovdje ja ću naći, idi ti

Kad ne bude mene
Kada dođu drugi dječaci k'o ja
Kad ne bude mene
Reci da ću ostati sa njom i tad

O, reci mi njoj
Da je tako prolazno sve
Kao ptica let

O, reci mi njoj
Da je tako prolazno sve
Kao ptica let

Ballad

Now go, my friend
Deliver my love to her
My journey ends here
I'll rest here, weary and seeking solace
When I am gone
When ferns, grass, and rushes conceal me
When I am gone
With my songs, I'll still love her then

Oh, tell her for me
That all things pass so fleetingly
Like the flight of a bird
That I only ever loved her
For she was my world
My crimson flower

Now go, my friend
Take my song of love to her
I can continue alone
I'll find peace here, you go now
When I am gone
When other boys like me come to her
When I am gone
Say that I'll remain with her even then

Oh, tell her for me
That all things pass so fleetingly
Like the flight of a bird
That I only ever loved her
For she was my world
My crimson flower

Now go, my friend
Take my song of love to her
I can continue alone
I'll find peace here, you go now

When I am gone
When other boys like me come to her
When I am gone
Say that I'll remain with her even then

Oh, tell her for me
That all things pass so fleetingly
Like the flight of a bird

Oh, tell her for me
That all things pass so fleetingly
Like the flight of a bird