Paroles et traduction Dragana Mirkovic - Tugo Mojih Dana

Tugo Mojih Dana

Pitas li se bar ponekad,
Za kim zvona zvone;
Za kim nebo tiho jeca,
Kao noci one?

Da li zamnom
Il' za tobom?
Nit' sto zora svice,
Recice se tebi samo,
Ali, kasno bice.

Ref.
Tugo mojih dana,
Dublja od svi okeana;
Jutra su mi najbolnija.
Da li sujim tvoje zore,
Uzburkane kao more,
More tuge u mojim ocima.

Sto ja nemam novu ljubav,
Ni razlog da zivim.
Ne kajem se, ne plasim se;
Nikoga ne krivim.

Ni subotu, ni nedelju,
Ni ostale dane,
Sve sto imam u zivotu,
U suzu mi stane.

Ref.
Tugo mojih dana,
Dublja od svi okeana;
Jutra su mi najbolnija.
Da li zujim tvoje zore,
Uzburkane kao more,
More tuge u mojim ocima.

Pitas li se bar ponekad,
Za kim zvona zvone;
Za kim nebo tiho jeca,
Kao noci one?

Da li zamnom
Il' za tobom?
Nit' sto zora svice,
Recice se tebi samo,
Ali, kasno bice.

Ref.
Tugo mojih dana,
Dublja od svi okeana;
Jutra su mi najbolnija.
Da li sujim tvoje zore,
Uzburkane kao more,
More tuge u mojim ocima.

Sto ja nemam novu ljubav,
Ni razlog da zivim.
Ne kajem se, ne plasim se;
Nikoga ne krivim.

Ni subotu, ni nedelju,
Ni ostale dane,
Sve sto imam u zivotu,
U suzu mi stane.

The Sadness of My Days

Do you ever wonder,
For whom the bells toll;
For whom the sky quietly weeps,
Like those nights?

After me
Or after you?
As the dawn breaks,
The river will tell you,
But it will be too late.

Ref.
The sadness of my days,
Deeper than all the oceans;
My mornings are the best.
Do I dream of your dawns,
As turbulent as the sea,
A sea of sadness in my eyes.

Why don't I have a new love,
No reason to live.
I don't regret it, I'm not afraid;
I don't blame anyone.

Not on Saturday, not on Sunday,
Nor on other days,
Everything I have in life,
Turns into a tear.

Ref.
The sadness of my days,
Deeper than all the oceans;
My mornings are the best.
Do I dream of your dawns,
As turbulent as the sea,
A sea of sadness in my eyes.

Do you ever wonder,
For whom the bells toll;
For whom the sky quietly weeps,
Like those nights?

After me
Or after you?
As the dawn breaks,
The river will tell you,
But it will be too late.

Ref.
The sadness of my days,
Deeper than all the oceans;
My mornings are the best.
Do I dream of your dawns,
As turbulent as the sea,
A sea of sadness in my eyes.

Why don't I have a new love,
No reason to live.
I don't regret it, I'm not afraid;
I don't blame anyone.

Not on Saturday, not on Sunday,
Nor on other days,
Everything I have in life,
Turns into a tear.