Paroles et traduction Oliver Dragojevic - Zelenu Granu S Tugom Žuta Voća

Zelenu Granu S Tugom Žuta Voća

Zelenu granu s tugom žuta voća
U kakvom starom spljetskom perivoju
Sanjarim s mirom dok se duša noća
I vlaga snova hvata dušu moju

Al' čežnja dršće kao ptiće golo
Ko plava pjesma naglo prekinuta
Ko neko blijedo i beznadno kolo
Ko bosi prosjak na po pusta puta

Sva ljubav moja usred ceste kisne
Moje je srce od sedam komada
Pod svakim mačem, jedan plam da vrisne
Nad mojim dahom mramorna gromada

Tmurne se misli reska svjetla boje
Krv u moždane, mozak van da skoči
Nad mojim mrakom sijevaju tek tvoje
Tuđinska ženo, samilosne oči

Sva ljubav moja usred ceste kisne
Moje je srce od sedam komada
Pod svakim mačem, jedan plam da vrisne
Nad mojim dahom mramorna gromada

Tmurne se misli reska svjetla boje
Krv u moždane, mozak van da skoči
Nad mojim mrakom sijevaju te tvoje
Tuđinska ženo, samilosne oči

A Green Branch with Yellow Fruit

A green branch with yellow fruit,
In some old Split garden,
I dream with peace while the soul of night,
And the wetness of dreams captures my soul.

But a longing trembles like a naked bird,
Like a blue song suddenly interrupted,
Like a pale and hopeless dance,
Like a barefoot beggar on a deserted road.

All my love is out in the rain,
My heart is made of seven pieces,
Under each sword, a flame that screams,
Marble rubble above my breath.

Dark thoughts of harsh light,
Blood in my brain, my brain wants to jump out,
Above my darkness only your eyes shine,
Foreign woman, eyes of mercy.

All my love is out in the rain,
My heart is made of seven pieces,
Under each sword, a flame wants to scream,
Marble rubble above my breath.

Dark thoughts of harsh light,
Blood in my brain, my brain wants to jump out,
Above my darkness only your eyes shine,
Foreign woman, eyes of mercy.