Paroles et traduction Zabranjeno Pusenje - Pupoljak

Pupoljak

Vec dugo bio sam momak
Kad stig′o je prirode zov
Zazmurio sam, udahno duboko
I kreno u zivot nov
Svi papci htjeli su sina
Ja sam dobio kcerku
Bila je tako blaga na mene
Lijepa vise na zenu
Ref.
Bila je mali, njezni pupoljak
Koji jednom bit ce divan cvijet
Moj slatki mali, njezni izdanak
Zalijevaj ga i porast ce
A onda je krenulo zlo
Strasni zvuci i slike
Bjezala je meni u krilo
U podrumu igrala zmirke
Izasla je nahranit cuku
I samo sebe ja krivim
Otada disem, jedem i hodam
Ali vise ne zivim
Bila je mali, njezni pupoljak
Koji jednom bit ce divan cvijet
Moj slatki mali, njezni izdanak
Zalijevas ga, on nestane
Otada volim djecu svu
Crnu, bijelu i zutu
Zelim im da ne bude rata
Zelim im sretni da budu
U san mi dodje divna djevojka
Izgleda sretno i zdravo
I kaze: "tata, nemoj se budit
Ostani sa mnom jos malo"
Bila je mali, njezni pupoljak
Koji jednom bit ce divan cvijet
Moj slatki mali, njezni izdanak
U mom srcu nikad ne vene
Bila je mali, njezni pupoljak
Koji jednom bit ce divan cvijet
Moj slatki mali, njezni izdanak
Zalijevas ga, on nestane

Bud

I was a boy for a very long time
When the call of nature came
I gasped, exhaled deeply,
And embarked on a new life
All the fathers wanted a son,
I had a daughter
She was always so kind to me,
Beautiful, more like a wife
Chorus:
She was a small, tender bud
Which one day will become a beautiful flower
My sweet little tender shoot
Water it and it will grow
And then the evil took, hold
Horror sounds and images
She escaped into my lap
She played hide and seek in the basement
She went out to feed the owl
And I only blame myself
Since then I breathe, eat and walk
But I no longer live
She was a small, tender bud
Which one day will become a beautiful flower
My sweet little tender shoot
You water it and it disappears
Since then I love all children
Black, white, and yellow
I wish they do not live in war
I wish them to be happy
A beautiful girl came to me in my dream
She looked happy and healthy
And she said: "Daddy, don't wake up
Stay with me a little longer"
She was a small, tender bud
Which one day will become a beautiful flower
My sweet little tender shoot
It will never wither in my heart
She was a small, tender bud
Which one day will become a beautiful flower
My sweet little tender shoot
You water it and it disappears