Paroles et traduction Arsen Dedić - Ja Se Nadam

Ja Se Nadam

Nasi prsti zaboravljaju svirati
Nasi glasovi pjevati
Mi se vise ne sjecamo svojih stihova
Kitare morte, kitare morte, mrtve gitare

Zar ce, zar ce samo oni pjevati
One strasne refrene
Umilnim i prijetecim glasovima
Refrene sastavljene od pogrdnih rijeci
U upropastenom jeziku

Ne vjerujem, opet cemo mi
U gluho doba ulicom Danijela Ozme
Zasticeni jedino slabom koprenom prijateljstva
Koje je uvijek nerazjasnjen slucaj
Koje je uvijek nerazjasnjen slucaj
Ja se nadam, ja se nadam,
Ja se nadam, ja se prvi put nadam

Dobili smo tvoje pismo, pjesmu prijatelju
Stihove prigusene nade
Utrnulim prstima pisemo odgovor
Na prezivjelim zicama srca daju ritam,
Jos pulsiraju, na vatrama covjeka
Poput feniksa, poput feniksa

Mirisu oci sarajevski zrak
Opor od smrti toliko mladosti
Moj boze, dio mio
Moj boze, dio mio

Opet cemo mi k'o nekad'
Harulikovom i carsijom setati
Zigosani nitima prijateljstva
Utiskivati tragove
U mokru snijegu i kaldrmi

A sto pitas kako smo?
Zivi smo, zivi smo
A sto pitas kako smo?
Zivi smo, zivi smo

I Hope

Our fingers are unlearning how to play
Our voices how to sing
We no longer remember our verses
Guitars are dying, guitars are dying, dead guitars

Will they, will they alone still sing
Those awful choruses
In coaxing and threatening voices
Choruses made up of shameful words
In a ruined tongue

I don't believe it, we will again
In the deaf age in the street of Danijel Ozma
Protected only by a weak veil of friendship
Which is always an unexplained case
Which is always an unexplained case
I hope, I hope,
I hope, I hope for the first time

We received your letter, a song for a friend
Verses of stifled hope
With numb fingers, we write a response
On the surviving strings of a heart that gives rhythm,
Which still beats, on the bonfires of man
Like a phoenix, like a phoenix

My eyes smell the Sarajevo air
Bitter from the death of so much youth
My dear God
My dear God

Again we will as once
Walk along Harulikov and the marketplace
Branded with threads of friendship
Leaving traces
In the wet snow and cobblestone

And why do you ask how we are?
We are alive, we are alive
And why do you ask how we are?
We are alive, we are alive