Doris Dragović - Malo Mi Za Sriću Triba - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Doris Dragović - Malo Mi Za Sriću Triba




Malo Mi Za Sriću Triba
I Need So Little to Be Happy
Lipi grozdi srca moga
Sweet grapes of my heart
Puni vina njegovoga
Full of his wine
A on neće doć u jematvu
But he won't come to the harvest
Bokun mora, bokun neba
My sailor, my sky
Kamen cvita kad ga gleda
Stones bloom when he looks at them
A di neću ja?
And where will I not go for him?
Di neću ja?
Where will I not go for him?
Na me stavi kap jubavi!
Pour a drop of love on me!
Malo mi za sriću triba
I need so little to be happy
Da me zove moja lipa
For my love to call me
Da mi kažu zlato moje
For his golden lips to tell me
Lipe usne te njegove
That I'm his beautiful one
Vilo moja dalmatinska
My Dalmatian fairy
Žeja se u tilu stiska
Thirst tightens in my body
Bez njega je duša suva
Without him, my soul is dry
i maslina bez uja
Like an olive tree without water
Bez njega je duša suva
Without him, my soul is dry
i maslina bez uja
Like an olive tree without water
U traverši nebo ima
In the crossroads, the sky has
Modre zvizde
Blue stars
Di će s njima?
What will she do with them?
Stavja ih u oči njegove
She'll put them in his eyes
Bokun mora, bokun neba
My sailor, my sky
Kamen cvita kad ga gleda
Stones bloom when he looks at them
A di neću ja?
And where will I not go for him?
Di neću ja?
Where will I not go for him?
Na me stavi kap jubavi!
Pour a drop of love on me!
Malo mi za sriću triba
I need so little to be happy
Da me zove moja lipa
For my love to call me
Da mi kažu zlato moje
For his golden lips to tell me
Lipe usne te njegove
That I'm his beautiful one
Vilo moja dalmatinska
My Dalmatian fairy
Žeja se u tilu stiska
Thirst tightens in my body
Bez njega je duša suva
Without him, my soul is dry
i maslina bez uja
Like an olive tree without water
(Malo mi za sriću triba)
(I need so little to be happy)
Da me zove moja lipa
For my love to call me
Bez njega je duša suva
Without him, my soul is dry
i maslina bez uja
Like an olive tree without water
Bez njega je duša suva
Without him, my soul is dry
i maslina bez uja
Like an olive tree without water
U-u-u-u!
O-o-o-o!





Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Remi Kazinoti


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