Paroles et traduction Dalmatino - Cukar I Sol

Cukar I Sol

Za tebe je Bog bija ruke široke
Kad je dilija lipotu mislija je na tebe
A ja san vrime stratija
Prekasno sam shvatija
Tvoj je dar za mene bol
I šta je cukar, a šta je sol

Za tebe je Bog bija srca mekana
Kad je dilija dobrotu bila si mu najbliža
A dvoje ljudi na toj slici
Ka dvi tice su na žici
I svaka traži pogledom
Da odnese jatu svom
Jedna cukar, druga sol

Anđele moj, kako naći pravu rič
Da ti rečen svoju bol
Anđele moj, kojim putem triba ić
Da bi naša mrvu sriće

Anđele moj, kako naći pravu rič
Da ti rečen svoju bol
Anđele moj, kojim putem triba ić
Da bi naša mrvu sriće
Zrno cukra, a ne sol

Za mene je Bog bija srca pritvrda
Ja san tija tvoju ruku
A on mi je vesla da
I more bisno i veliko
A na njemu nigdi niko
Da bi čuja moju bol
Nigdi cukra, samo sol
Nigdi cukra, samo sol

Anđele moj, kako naći pravu rič
Da ti rečen svoju bol
Anđele moj, kojim putem triba ić
Da bi naša mrvu sriće

Anđele moj, anđele moj, kako naći pravu rič
Da ti rečen svoju bol
Anđele moj, anđele moj, kojim putem triba ić
Da bi naša mrvu sriće
Zrno cukra, a ne sol

Sugar and Salt

For you, God was wide-armed
When he shared beauty, he thought of you
But I wasted my time
I realized too late
Your gift is pain for me
And what is sugar, and what is salt

For you, God was kind-hearted
When he shared goodness, you were closest to him
But two people in that picture
Are like two birds on a wire
And each one searches with his eyes
To take to his flock
One sugar, the other salt

My angel, how can I find the right words
To tell you my pain
My angel, which way should I go
That our little bit of happiness

My angel, how can I find the right words
To tell you my pain
My angel, which way should I go
That our little bit of happiness
A grain of sugar, not salt

For me, God was hard-hearted
I saw your hand
And he gave me oars
And a raging and vast sea
And on it, nobody
To hear my pain
Nowhere sugar, only salt
Nowhere sugar, only salt

My angel, how can I find the right words
To tell you my pain
My angel, which way should I go
That our little bit of happiness

My angel, my angel, how can I find the right words
To tell you my pain
My angel, my angel, which way should I go
That our little bit of happiness
A grain of sugar, not salt