Paroles et traduction Đorđe Balašević - Ćaletova Pesma

Ćaletova Pesma

Ne pitaj me nikad više zašto neven ne miriše
Ne sećam se, to je priča duga
Ne pitaj me, tu pred svima, šta to na dnu čaše ima
Ne pitaj me nikad zašto cugam

Bolje da šešir nemam, pod njime đavo drema
Sneva i izvoljeva, đavo mi je kriv

Budi me u zlo doba, za njega red ne važi
On mora sve da proba, to đavo vino traži
Ne pijem što uživam, nit što mi dobro stoji
Pijem da njega napojim

Ne pitaj me, ne znam kasti, di će koja zvezda pasti
Di će pasti dugme s mog kaputa
Na pitaj me, što na kraju svi kerovi za mnom laju
Ne pitaj me nikad, zašto lutam

Bolje da šešir nemam, pod njime đavo drema
Sneva i izvoljeva, đavo mi je kriv

Budi me u zlo doba, za njega red ne važi
On mora sve da proba, to đavo mesto traži
Ne lutam što uživam, nit miris druma volim
Lutam da njega umorim

Ne pitaj me dal je zima dok po rosi s ciganima
Brilijante za kravatu biram
Ne pitaj me, zašto tice ne sleću na svake žice
Ne pitaj me nikad zašto sviram

Bolje da šešir nemam, pod njime đavo drema
Sneva i izvoljeva, đavo mi je kriv

Budi me u zlo doba, za njega red ne važi
On mora sve da proba, to đavo pesmu traži
Ne, ne sviram što uživam, nije to pesma prava
Sviram da njega uspavam

Dad's Song

Don't ever ask me why the marigold doesn't smell
I don't remember, it's a long story
Don't ask me, in front of everyone, what's at the bottom of this glass
Don't ever ask me why I'm drinking

I'd rather not have a hat, the devil sleeps under it
He dreams and demands, the devil's to blame

Wake me up at a bad time, rules don't apply to him
He has to try everything, the devil craves wine
I don't drink because I enjoy it, or because it suits me
I drink to quench his thirst

Don't ask me, I don't know the constellations, where each star will fall
Where the button from my coat will fall
Don't ask me why all the dogs bark after me
Don't ever ask me why I wander

I'd rather not have a hat, the devil sleeps under it
He dreams and demands, the devil's to blame

Wake me up at a bad time, rules don't apply to him
He has to try everything, the devil seeks a place
I don't wander because I enjoy it, or because I love the smell of the road
I wander to tire him out

Don't ask me if it's winter while I choose
Diamonds for my tie with the gypsies
Don't ask me why birds don't land on every wire
Don't ever ask me why I play

I'd rather not have a hat, the devil sleeps under it
He dreams and demands, the devil's to blame

Wake me up at a bad time, rules don't apply to him
He has to try everything, the devil craves a song
No, I don't play because I enjoy it, it's not a real song
I play to lull him to sleep