Paroles et traduction Djordje Balasevic - Nevena

Nevena

Sale Nad je umro u snu
Dan se taman zasiveo
I ne znam
Sta je sumnjivo tu
Jer u snu je i ziveo
Kazu da je slutio kraj
Toboz, nije navio sat
Pa sad, znao je
Da gubi taj rat
Neko ruzno sanja
Nekom su kosmar svitanja

Svestenik je gundjao psalm
Ko za kaznu naucen stih
Pred kapelom nobles i sljam
Iz istog puka Porazenih
Srecom, nije imao sta
Posto ne bi imao kom
Arcio je zivot po svom
Testament, tek skica na kutijici sibica

Strpljivi prsti neminovnosti razlazu
Uvod pesme koju dobro znam
I ako jos ista ima
Da se oprosti
Eto i to ti nocas oprastam

Huci okean neizbeznosti
Pritislo nebo laki til tavanice
Al' to se leci
S dve-tri kapi neznosti
U vinu iz Ravanice

Sale Nad je umro u snu
Slutim da je snivao Srem
Onaj bunar studen pri dnu
I sarom loze zasencen trem
Slutim da je snivao Nju
Cije ime sam gospod zna
I da se
U jecmu tog sna
Jednostavno zbilo to
Sto ga je i ubilo

Nevena

Sale Nad died in his sleep
As the day broke
And I don't know
What's so suspicious about that
After all, he lived in his sleep
They say he had a premonition
Apparently, he didn't wind his watch
So he knew
He was going to lose that fight
Someone's having a bad dream
Someone's having nightmare of dawn

The priest mumbled a psalm
Like a verse learned as punishment
Nobles and rascals in front of the chapel
From the same tribe of the defeated
Luckily, he had nothing
Because he would have had no one to leave it to
He had lived his life according to his own rules
His will was merely a sketch on a box of matches

Patient fingers of unavoidable departure
Prelude to a song I know so well
And if it's still the same
To ask for forgiveness
There, I forgive you even tonight

The ocean of inevitability roars
The sky presses down on the light weight of the ceiling
But that's curable
With two or three drops of tenderness
In wine from Ravanica

Sale Nad died in his sleep
I think he was dreaming of Srem
That cold well at the bottom
And the grapevine-shaded porch
I think he was dreaming of her
Whose name only God knows
And that
In the barley of that dream
He was simply freed
From what had killed him