Paroles et traduction Peter Lipa - Hmla

Hmla

Občas sa zdvíha clivá ranná hmla
A to, čo odhalí, je obyčajný všedný deň
Len so mnolu tá mhla nikdy nepohla
V bledej hmle bledne aj môj tieň

Čím viac mhla myseľ zahmlieva
Tým častejšie sa dvíha z hmly
Tá tlmená a prudká vášeň
Tá, ktorej sme sa nevyhli

A pieseň s povedomým nápevom
Cez okno otvorené dokořán
Prediera sa tou náhlou hmlou
Len tak náhodou

A ráno raňajkujem v hmle
A hmla ma zbaví samoty
A tiene bledé sú a mdlé
A ktovie, možno si to ty

Z hmly vystupujú spomienky
Tie patria tomu, kto sa pamätá
No jám mám myseľ zahmlenú
A smolu v pätách

Fog

At times, a gloomy morning mist arises
And what it unveils is an ordinary, everyday
But with me, that mist never wavered
In the pale fog, even my shadow fades

The more the mist clouds my mind
The more often it rises from the mist
That muffled and fierce passion
The one we couldn't avoid

And a song with a familiar tune
Through the window wide open
Fights its way through the sudden fog
Just by chance

And in the morning, I have breakfast in the fog
And the fog relieves me of my loneliness
And the shadows are pale and dim
And who knows, maybe it's you

Memories emerge from the fog
They belong to who remembers
But my mind is clouded
And I'm down on my luck