Paroles et traduction Hari Mata Hari - Proljece je

Proljece je

I šta mi bi da opet počinjem
Istu čašu dva put da razbijem
Žao mi je jorgovana što ne mirišu
Već za tobom, za tobom sa mnom uzdišu

Ti došla si
Da mi doneseš nespokoj
I šta ti bi
Kad više nisam tvoj

Proljeće je, sve se budi
Noćas neko nekog ljubi
Samo ti, milo moje
Nećeš ono što je tvoje

Proljeće je, sve behara
Čak i ona šljiva stara
Samo ti, milo moje
Nećeš ono što je tvoje

Nije meni žao mene niti moje mladosti
Nije meni žao što ću sam ostati
Žao mi je jorgovana što ne mirišu
Već za tobom, za tobom sa mnom uzdišu

Ti došla si
Da mi doneseš nespokoj
I šta ti bi
Kad više nisam tvoj

Proljeće je, sve se budi
Noćas neko nekog ljubi
Samo ti, milo moje
Nećeš ono što je tvoje

Proljeće je, sve behara
Čak i ona šljiva stara
Samo ti, milo moje
Nećeš ono što je tvoje

Ti došla si
Da mi doneseš nespokoj
I šta ti bi
Kad više nisam tvoj

Proljeće je, sve se budi
Noćas neko nekog ljubi
Samo ti, milo moje
Nećeš ono što je tvoje

Proljeće je, sve behara
Čak i ona šljiva stara
Samo ti, milo moje
Nećeš ono što je tvoje

Spring is here

I wonder what we are going to do again
Break the same cup twice
I apologize to the lilacs for not smelling
Rather, for you, for you they sigh with me

You have come
To bring me unease
And what would you do
When I am no longer yours

Spring is here, everything is waking up
Tonight, someone is kissing somebody
Only you, my dear
Will not have what is yours

Spring is here, everything blossoms
Even that old plum tree
Only you, my dear
Will not have what is yours

I am sorry neither for myself nor for my youth
I am not sorry that I will be alone
I apologize to the lilacs for not smelling
Rather, for you, for you they sigh with me

You have come
To bring me unease
And what would you do
When I am no longer yours

Spring is here, everything is waking up
Tonight, someone is kissing somebody
Only you, my dear
Will not have what is yours

Spring is here, everything blossoms
Even that old plum tree
Only you, my dear
Will not have what is yours

You have come
To bring me unease
And what would you do
When I am no longer yours

Spring is here, everything is waking up
Tonight, someone is kissing somebody
Only you, my dear
Will not have what is yours

Spring is here, everything blossoms
Even that old plum tree
Only you, my dear
Will not have what is yours