Paroles et traduction Zdravko Čolić - Pamuk

Pamuk

Prolazi bez tebe prva zima
Svaka tvoja sitnica sudbinu ima
Zbijeni ljudi, k'o grozdovi
Kroz maglu vuku se k'o vozovi
Tišina negdje kuje zavjeru
I eto te ni otkud

Taman kad tugu ispratim
U novi zagrljaj tek se uselim
Da zavolim, to se ne usudim
To je uzalud

K'o pamuk ruke tvoje nježne
Još pamtim kad mi dođes nedeljom
Na meni ostaviće čežnje
I tvoji dodiri sa posvetom

K'o pamuk ruke tvoje nježne
Još pamtim kad mi dođeš nedeljom
Prolaze noći, idu dani
Ali ni jedan više sa tobom

Snove k'o čamce usidrim
Da ne sanjam te, da se ne mučim
Al' uvijek nađe me k'o osveta
Ta tvoja posveta

Taman kad tugu ispratim
U novi zagrljaj tek se uselim
Da zavolim, to se ne usudim
To je uzalud

K'o pamuk ruke tvoje nježne
Još pamtim kad mi dođeš nedeljom
Na meni ostaviće čežnje
I tvoji dodiri sa posvetom

K'o pamuk ruke tvoje nježne
Još pamtim kad mi dođeš nedeljom
Na meni ostaviće čežnje
I tvoji dodiri sa posvetom

K'o pamuk ruke tvoje nježne
Još pamtim kad mi dođes nedeljom
Prolaze noći, idu dani
Ali ni jedan više sa tobom

Prolazi, bez tebe prva zima
Prolazi, prolazi, prolazi

Cotton

The first winter without you is passing by
Every little thing of yours holds a piece of destiny
People huddled together, like bunches of grapes
Through the fog, they're being pulled along like trains
Silence somewhere is plotting a conspiracy
And there you are, out of nowhere

Just when I see sadness off
And barely settle into a new embrace
To fall in love, I don't dare
It's all in vain

Like cotton, your hands so tender
I still remember when you'd come to me on Sundays
Longing will remain on me
And your touches with a dedication

Like cotton, your hands so tender
I still remember when you'd come to me on Sundays
Nights are passing, days are going by
But not a single one with you anymore

I anchor my dreams like boats
So I don't dream of you, so I don't torment myself
But it always finds me, like revenge
That dedication of yours

Just when I see sadness off
And barely settle into a new embrace
To fall in love, I don't dare
It's all in vain

Like cotton, your hands so tender
I still remember when you'd come to me on Sundays
Longing will remain on me
And your touches with a dedication

Like cotton, your hands so tender
I still remember when you'd come to me on Sundays
Longing will remain on me
And your touches with a dedication

Like cotton, your hands so tender
I still remember when you'd come to me on Sundays
Nights are passing, days are going by
But not a single one with you anymore

It's passing, the first winter without you
It's passing, passing, passing