Paroles et traduction Đorđe Balašević - Naposletku...

Naposletku...

Naposletku
Ti si dobro znala ko sam ja
Otkud sad te suze, moja mila
Rekla si da se za točak bršljan ne hvata
Zalud izgužvana svila
To je tako
Ne pravi od tuge nauku
Mami svetlo na sledećem bregu
Okopniće moj otisak na tvom jastuku, još kako
Kao "jezuška" u snegu

Razbiću gitaru
Crn je mrak ispunjava
Odavno se svoje pesme bojim
Pomera u meni neke gene Dunava
Pa ja tečem i kad stojim

Ali opet
Dal' bi ikad bila moja ti
Da sam vojnik u armiji ljudi
Rekla si da baš ne umem novce brojati
I da je ništa sve što nudim

Naposletku, ti si navek znala da sam svirac
Brošić što se teško pribada
Da me može oduvati najblaži nemirac
Da ću u po' reči stati
Da se neću osvrtati
Nikada

Ređaš po vitrini
Fini porculanski svet
Al' ja sam figurica bez žiga
Pazi, to je bajka što ti pada na pamet
Fali ti baš ovaj cigan

Ne, dušo
Tek u jesen otkriju se boje krošanja
Sve su slične u leto, zelene
Naposletku, ti si dobro znala ko sam ja
Čemu suze, lepa ženo

Draga moja, ti si navek znala da sam pajac
Moj je šešir šatra pomična
Usne, 'tice rugalice, a u oku tajac
Da sam kaput sa dva lica
Da sam Gospon' Propalica
Obična

Naposletku, ti si navek znala da sam svirac
Da je nebo moja livada
Da me može oduvati najblaži nemirac
Da ću u po' reči stati
Da se neću osvrtati
Nikada

Da ću u po' reči stati
Da se neću osvrtati

Ultimately...

Ultimately
You knew me well
Why are you crying now, my love?
You said ivy doesn't cling to a wheel
The silk is crumpled in vain
That's how it is
Don't make a lesson out of sadness
Let the light beckon you on the next hill
My imprint on your pillow will fade, for sure
Like a "Jesus" in the snow

I'll smash the guitar
Black darkness fills it
I've been afraid of my own songs for a long time
It stirs some Danube genes in me
So I flow even when I stand

But again
Would you ever be mine
If I were a soldier in the army of people
You said I just don't know how to count money
And that everything I offer is nothing

Ultimately, you always knew I was a rogue
A brooch that's hard to pin
That the slightest breeze can blow me away
That I'll stop in half a word
That I won't look back
Never

You're arranging
A fine porcelain world
But I'm an unmarked figurine
Be careful, that's a fairy tale you're imagining
You're missing this gypsy

No, darling
The colours of autumn are only revealed in autumn
They're all alike in summer, green
Ultimately, you knew me well
Why the tears, beautiful woman?

My dear, you always knew I was a clown
My hat is a moving tent
Lips, mocking birds, and silence in my eyes
That I'm a coat with two faces
That I'm Mr. Loser
Ordinary

Ultimately, you always knew I was a rogue
That the sky is my meadow
That the slightest breeze can blow me away
That I'll stop in half a word
That I won't look back
Never

That I'll stop in half a word
That I won't look back