Paroles et traduction Đorđe Balašević - Saputnik

Saputnik

Na granici sam bio posle ponoći
Mrak je moja boja i tu nema pomoći
Carinik, još dečak
Klimnuo mi glavom, zvaničan i krut
I samo lupio pečat
"Sve u redu, laku noć i sretan put"

Put se odmotava ko dugi sivi šal
Sutra će se stare koke picnuti za bal
Takav dan se pamti
Petnaest godina u vetar poslatih
Dolaze svi maturanti
Al' će neki neke teško poznati

Dosadne proslave mi dođu kao kazna
Ali svejedno idem, možda najzad saznam

Gde je moja pegava, dugo me izbegava
Nije mi se javila nikad više
Magija je prestala, negde mi je nestala
Kao leptiri pre kiše
Gde je moja Peggy Sue? "Nije ovde", rekli su
"Oni su odselili, nemoj zvati"
Ostao je samo lik, mali verni saputnik
Mali svitac srebrni da me prati

Promiču dani kao jablani uz drum
I jutro već miriše na vanilu i na rum
Gde su, kako se drže?
Baš da vidim šta je s dobrim đacima
Oni se potroše brže
Mi smo nekad bili generacija

Dosadne proslave mi dođu kao kazna
Ali svejedno idem, možda najzad saznam

Gde je moja pegava, dugo me izbegava
Nije mi se javila nikad više
Magija je prestala, negde mi je nestala
Kao leptiri pre kiše
Gde je moja Peggy Sue? "Nije ovde", rekli su
"Oni su odselili, nemoj zvati"
Ostao je samo lik, mali verni saputnik
Mali svitac srebrni da me prati

Fellow Traveller

I was on the border after midnight
Darkness is my color and there's no help
The customs officer, still a boy
Nodded his head, official and stiff
And just stamped
"Everything's fine, good night and have a safe journey"

The road unfolds like a long gray scarf
Tomorrow, the old hens will peck for a ball
Such a day is remembered
Fifteen years sent to the wind
All the graduates are coming
But some will hardly know some

Boring celebrations come to me as punishment
But I'm going anyway, maybe I'll finally find out

Where is my freckled one, she's been avoiding me for a long time
She never called me back
The magic has stopped, it's disappeared somewhere
Like butterflies before rain
Where is my Peggy Sue? "She's not here," they said
"They moved, don't call"
Only the figure remains, a small faithful fellow traveler
A small silver glow to follow me

Days pass by like willows by the road
And morning already smells of vanilla and rum
Where are they, how are they doing?
Just to see what's up with the good students
They wear out faster
We were once a generation

Boring celebrations come to me as punishment
But I'm going anyway, maybe I'll finally find out

Where is my freckled one, she's been avoiding me for a long time
She never called me back
The magic has stopped, it's disappeared somewhere
Like butterflies before rain
Where is my Peggy Sue? "She's not here," they said
"They moved, don't call"
Only the figure remains, a small faithful fellow traveler
A small silver glow to follow me