Paroles et traduction Marta Savic - Zlatom Zlatila

Zlatom Zlatila

Lete misli prema tebi
Neće da me slome ni munje, ni gromovi
Lete misli prema tebi
Svako ide svome, a ja — tebi, ljubavi

Sve, baš sve bih porekla
Al′ se nikad tebe odrekla
Ti si jedini, meni poslednji
Ti si jedini, svi nek' odu — ti mi ostani

Zlatnom svilom bih te zlatila
I ne bih patila na hlebu da ostanem
Vatru golom rukom žarila
I ne bih žalila da robinja tvoja postanem

Lete misli prema tebi
Uzalud se trude tebe da odvedu mi
Ti si jedini, meni poslednji
Ti si jedini, svi nek′ odu ti mi ostani

Zlatnom svilom bih te zlatila
I ne bih patila na hlebu da ostanem
Vatru golom rukom žarila
I ne bih žalila da robinja tvoja postanem

Zlatnom svilom bih te zlatila
I ne bih patila na hlebu da ostanem
Vatru golom rukom žarila
I ne bih žalila da robinja tvoja postanem (robinja tvoja postanem)

Golden Gilded

My thoughts fly to you
Neither lightning nor thunder will break me
My thoughts fly to you
Everyone goes their own way, but I go to you, my love

Everything, absolutely everything I would deny
But I would never renounce you
You are the only one, my last
You are the only one, let everyone else go — remain mine

With golden silk I would gild you
And I would not suffer on bread to stay
With my bare hands, I would stoke the fire
And I would not regret becoming your slave

My thoughts fly to you
In vain do they try to take you away from me
You are the only one, my last
You are the only one, let everyone else go, you remain mine

With golden silk I would gild you
And I would not suffer on bread to stay
With my bare hands, I would stoke the fire
And I would not regret becoming your slave

With golden silk I would gild you
And I would not suffer on bread to stay
With my bare hands, I would stoke the fire
And I would not regret becoming your slave (your slave)