Paroles et traduction Đorđe Balašević - Provincijalka

Provincijalka

Rekli su mi da je došla iz provincije
Strpavši u kofer snove i ambicije
Drug je studirao sa njom
Pa smo se najzad sreli ona i ja
Shvatih, Bože, ovo je sazvezđe za nju provincija
Srce stade kao dete da se otima
Tražili smo se po prethodnim životima
Ostavih iza sebe svet
Zablude, promašaje koji tište
Prosto, lako, k'o neko beznaćajno pristanište
O, da mi je da se još samo jednom zaljubim
Opet bih uzeo kostim večnog dečaka
I opet bih smislio kako da prodangubim
Dok ona ne sleti niz hodnik studenjaka
Gorda naspram podsmeha i spletki poslednjih
Usamljeni galeb iznad mora osrednjih
Reći bi sve pokvarile
Samo se čutke pokraj mene stisla
Sami, svoji, izbeglice iz besmisla
O, da mi je da se još samo jednom zaljubim
Opet bih gledao niz kej kao niz prugu
I opet bih znao da se u oblak zadubim
I čekao bih samo nju, nijednu drugu
Napiši mi pesmu, mazila se. Nisam znao da li ču umeti
Reći jesu moje igračke, cakle mi se u glavi kao oni šareni
Staklići kaleidoskopa i svaki put mi je druga slika u oćima kad
Zažmurim
Ali, postoje u nama neke neprevodive dubine
Postoje u nama neke stvari neprevodive u reći, ne znam
Napiši mi pesmu, molila je, i nisam znao da li ču umeti
Voleo sam je tako lako, a tako sam teško to znao da pokažem
A onda, odjednom, raspored mladeža na njenim leđima,
Kao tajna mapa
Pokazao mi je u koje zvezde treba da se zagledam
I tako, eto ti pesma, ludo jedna

Provincial Girl

They told me she came from the provinces
Packing her suitcase with dreams and ambitions
My friend went to college with her
So we finally met, her and me
I realized, my God, this is a constellation for her province
My heart pounded like a child's resisting
We searched for each other in past lives
I left behind me the world
Mistakes, failures that weigh
Free, easy, like some insignificant port
Oh, if only I could fall in love just one more time
Again I would take on the costume of the eternal boy
And again I would figure out how to lose
Until she swoops down the college hallway
Proud against the ridicule and plots of her adversaries
A lonely seagull above a sea of ​​mediocrity
Words would have ruined everything
She only squeezed herself silently beside me
Alone, our own, exiles from meaninglessness
Oh, if only I could fall in love just one more time
Again I would look down the quay like down a track
And again I would know how to get lost in the clouds
And I would wait only for her, no one else
Write me a song, she cuddled up. I didn't know if I would be able to hear
Say my toys, they tickle me in my head like those colorful
Kaleidoscope slides and every time it's a different picture in my eyes when I
Squint
But, there are some depths in us that cannot be translated
There are some things in us that cannot be translated into words, I don't know
Write me a song, she begged, and I didn't know if I would be able to hear
I loved her so easily, but I hardly knew how to show it
And then, suddenly, the map of her youth on her back,
Like a secret map
Showed me which stars I should look into
And so, here's a song, a crazy one