Paroles et traduction Goran Karan - Prozor Kraj Đardina

Prozor Kraj Đardina

Dok kasna noćna ura bati s kampanela
U prsi tisno, jedva se diše
Ja opet vidin jedno dite srid tinela
Od srca kida i pismu piše

Jedna zvizda ča je pala
Dušu čistu mu je takla
On će slipo da je slidi
Sve do raja il' do pakla

I svitli, svitli, jedan prozor kraj đardina
A iza škura još korde zvone
I jeca, jeca ona ista mandolina
Kasna je ura, mater ga zove

I svitli, svitli, jedan prozor moga grada
Dok od lipote srce se cipa
I neka leti nebu ova serenada
Adio, moja mladosti lipa

Dok kasna noćna ura bati s kampanela
Pijana luna s neba se smije
Ja opet vidin jedno dite srid tinela
A ništa nije, nije ka prije

Jedna zvizda ča je pala
Dušu čistu mu je takla
On će slipo da je slidi
Od te noći iza cakla

I svitli, svitli, jedan prozor kraj đardina
A iza škura još korde zvone
I jeca, jeca, ona ista mandolina
Kasna je ura, mater ga zove

I svitli, svitli, jedan prozor moga grada
Dok od lipote srce se cipa
I neka leti nebu ova serenada
Adio, moja mladosti lipa

I svitli, svitli
I svitli, svitli
Prozor kraj đardina

Window by the Garden

As the late night hour tolls from the bell tower
My chest tight, I can barely breathe
I see again a child in the shadows
Tearing at his heart and writing a letter

A star has fallen
It has stolen his pure soul
He will blindly follow it
To heaven or to hell

And it shines, it shines, a window by the garden
And behind the shutters, chords still ring
And it wails, it wails, the same old mandolin
It's late, his mother calls him

And it shines, it shines, a window in my city
As my heart breaks from its beauty
And let this serenade fly to the heavens
Farewell, my beautiful youth

As the late night hour tolls from the bell tower
The drunken moon laughs from the sky
I see again a child in the shadows
But nothing is as it was before

A star has fallen
It has stolen his pure soul
He will blindly follow it
Since that night behind the glass

And it shines, it shines, a window by the garden
And behind the shutters, chords still ring
And it wails, it wails, the same old mandolin
It's late, his mother calls him

And it shines, it shines, a window in my city
As my heart breaks from its beauty
And let this serenade fly to the heavens
Farewell, my beautiful youth

And it shines, it shines
And it shines, it shines
Window by the garden