Paroles et traduction Slavonske Lole - Duša bećarska

Duša bećarska

U večeri rane šorom šetam sam
Da sam život potrošio, to ja dobro znam
Što zapio, što na kartam' novce gubio
Zarasle mi njive, prazni ambari
Svakog dana noć me tjera birtiji

Eh, tko li je izmislio
Grom ga ubio

Moja duša bećarska smirit' se ne želi
A tijelo mi već umorno, od duše se dijeli
I sve da će sutra svanut' sudnji dan
Lumpat' će do jutra, duša bećarska

Ženio se nisam, a ljubljah puno žena
Svugdje me je bilo, a nigdje me nema
Osim čaše i birtije
Ništa moje nije

Moja duša bećarska smirit' se ne želi
A tijelo mi već umorno, od duše se dijeli
I sve da će sutra svanut' sudnji dan
Lumpat' će do jutra, duša bećarska

Moja duša bećarska smirit' se ne želi
A tijelo mi već umorno, od duše se dijeli
I sve da će sutra svanut' sudnji dan
Lumpat' će do jutra, duša bećarska

Moja duša bećarska smirit' se ne želi
A tijelo mi već umorno, od duše se dijeli
I sve da će sutra svanut' sudnji dan
Lumpat' će do jutra, duša bećarska

Lumpat' će do jutra, duša bećarska

Gypsy Soul

In the early evening I walked down the road
I know full well that I have wasted my life
What I drank, what I lost gambling
My fields overgrown, empty granaries
Every day the night drives me to the tavern

Oh, who invented
May lightning strike him

My gypsy soul does not want to calm down
And my body is already tired, separating from my soul
And even if tomorrow the judgment day will dawn
It will revel until the morning, the gypsy soul

I never got married, but I loved many women
I was everywhere, but nowhere to be found
Except for the glass and the tavern
Nothing is mine

My gypsy soul does not want to calm down
And my body is already tired, separating from my soul
And even if tomorrow the judgment day will dawn
It will revel until the morning, the gypsy soul

My gypsy soul does not want to calm down
And my body is already tired, separating from my soul
And even if tomorrow the judgment day will dawn
It will revel until the morning, the gypsy soul

My gypsy soul does not want to calm down
And my body is already tired, separating from my soul
And even if tomorrow the judgment day will dawn
It will revel until the morning, the gypsy soul

It will revel until the morning, the gypsy soul