Paroles et traduction Tanja Savic - Van dometa

Van dometa

Pola 7 ujutru...
Ona još uvek spava
Vreme tad stane kad svane, iskradem se iz apartmana
Nigde žive duše, samo galebovi kruže i ja slušam ih dok zamišljeno stojim
Pusta obala i stopala mi propadaju, pesak čini da sporo tonem ustvari plovim
Slušam talase nanose morsku travu, morsku penu, na stenama ostavljaju trag soli
U slobodnoj zoni, ti me slobodno zovi, ali fon mi ne zvoni, jer sam van dometa sori
I palme i zaliv i borovi i more
I molovi i bove, dok dok brodovi plove
I čamci sa pramcem u pravcu horizonta
Voda ne potapa posadu broda jer moja je flota ko?
Moja Santa Maria, Ninja i Pinta, u njima meditiram,
Nije mi bitna nijedna sitna stvar osim krstarenja
Urmine palme ko džinovski ananasi,
U pesku pišem under the sea
Slova mi raznose talasi
Zamisli da tamo si
Tamo gde su mali
Tamno-crveni korali
Gde su plavi okeani
Gde su stalno vedri dani
Gde nas ne vidi niko
Niko ne čuje nas
Tu-tu gde nema dometa, ti i ja, idemo
Idemo daleko
Idemo daleko
Naša privatna Atlantida
Plivamo sa jatom riba
Priroda na hiljadu milja van dometa
Ejouu nastavi da spavaš,
Okreni ledja zracima sunca
Nebo je puno kormorana, brod čeka kormilara, ja tu sam
Evo me tu sam, nasukan na obali ko meduza, mladi gusar prati trag na mapi blaga
Moj sarkofag je zakopan sa zlatom zato svaki dan ja tragam za tajnom arhipelaga
Na Galapagos i Barbados, albatrosi lete, vetar smeta im da slete na svetionik
U slobodnoj zoni, ti me slobodno zovi, ali fon mi ne zvoni, jer sam van dometa sori
I skrivene plaže i špilje i palme
I lignje i dagnje, alge, ribe i krabe
Mediteran me tera da meditiram
Meni trebaju jedra, po meridijanima
Da plovim pa plivam topla klima, idila
To je divlja sredina mreže pune sardina
Veslam a stojim u mestu
Uvek isti listovi kad otvorim svesku
Na novom listu vidim gotovu pesmu
Krije se od mene kao školjke u pesku
Tamo gde su mali
Tamno-crveni korali
Gde su plavi okeani
Gde su stalno vedri dani
Gde nas ne vidi niko
Niko ne čuje nas
Tu-tu gde nema dometa, ti i ja, idemo
Idemo daleko
Idemo daleko
Naša privatna Atlantida
Plivamo sa jatom riba
Priroda na hiljadu milja van dometa
Hor cvrčaka, olupine u dubini sipine kosti škarpine i delfini
Hor cvrčaka, borovi i smola, oleandri lavanda i miris mora, van dometa
Van dometa
Van dometa
Još uvek pola 7 ujutru, nigde žive duše
Samo galebovi kruže, kruže, kruže
Tamo gde su mali
Tamno-crveni korali
Gde su plavi okeani
Gde su stalno vedri dani
Gde nas ne vidi niko
Niko ne čuje nas
Tu-tu gde nema dometa, ti i ja, idemo
Idemo daleko
Idemo daleko
Naša privatna Atlantida
Plivamo sa jatom riba
Priroda na hiljadu milja van dometa

Van dometa

Half 7 a.m...
She's still asleep
Time stops when the sun comes up, I sneak out of the apartment
There are no souls alive, only seagulls circling and I listen to them as I stand thoughtfully
The barren shore and my feet are falling apart, the sand makes me slowly sink
I listen to the waves, they put seaweed, sea foam, they leave a trace of salt on the rocks
In the free zone, you feel free to call me, but the fon doesn't ring, because I'm out of range of sori
And palms and Bay and pines and sea
And the piers and buoys, while the ships sail
And boats with a bow towards the horizon
Water doesn't sink the ship's crew because my fleet is who?
My Santa Maria, Ninja and Pinta, in them I meditate,
I don't care about anything other than a cruise.
Palm trees like giant pineapples,
In the sand I write under the sea
The words make me cry
Imagine you're there
Where the little ones
Dark-red corals
Where are the blue skies
Where there are always sunny days
Where no one can see us
No one can hear us
Here-there's no range, you and I, let's go
We're going far away
We're going far away
Our private Atlantis
Swimming with a fish.
Nature a thousand miles out of reach
Eyouu go back to sleep,
Turn your back on the sun
The sky is full of cormorants, the ship is waiting for the helmsman, I'm here
Here I am, stranded on the shore like a jellyfish, a young pirate following a trail on a treasure map
My sarcophagus is buried with gold, so every day I search for the secret of the archipelago.
In the Galápagos and Barbados, albatrosses fly, the wind stops them from landing on a lighthouse
In the free zone, you feel free to call me, but the fon doesn't ring, because I'm out of range of sori
And hidden beaches and caves and palm trees
And squid and mussels, algae, fish and crabs
The Mediterranean makes me meditate
I need sails, by meridians
I'm going to swim in the warm weather, I'm going to swim
It is the wild middle of a sardine-filled net
I'm standing and standing in the
It's always the same when I open the
On the new list I can see a finished song
He hides from me like shells in the sand
Where the little ones
Dark-red corals
Where are the blue skies
Where there are always sunny days
Where no one can see us
No one can hear us
Here-there's no range, you and I, let's go
We're going far away
We're going far away
Our private Atlantis
Swimming with a fish.
Nature a thousand miles out of reach
A chorus of crickets, shipwrecks in the depths of cuttlefish bones and dolphins
Choir of crickets, Pines and resins, lavender oleanders and the smell of the sea, out of range
Out of range
Out of range
Still half 7 a.m., no soul alive
Just seagulls circling, circling, circling
Where the little ones
Dark-red corals
Where are the blue skies
Where there are always sunny days
Where no one can see us
No one can hear us
Here-there's no range, you and I, let's go
We're going far away
We're going far away
Our private Atlantis
Swimming with a fish.
Nature a thousand miles out of reach