Текст песни и перевод на английский Đorđe Balašević - Maliganska

Maliganska

Zivot bas i nije Bog zna sta
Al' za svaki slucaj
Uvek uzmem sta mi da
Frtalj 'leba, metar neba
I pun sesir sna
Al' djavo gleda
Da i njemu bude fino
Pa katkad sav taj dzumbus
Umoci u vino

Dajte mi vino, vino nek se toci
Dok traju dani, a narocito noci
Jer tu je tuga
Ta moja verna druga
A kad je tuga
Onda treba da se cuga

Dajte mi vino
Ja nemam drugih zelja
Ni blizeg roda, ni boljih prijatelja
Jer tu je tuga
Ta moja crna kuga
A kad je tuga
Onda mora da se cuga

Srecu sam ko rukav izvrto
S vrha brda svaka staza vodi nizbrdo
Malo ko je, cedo moje, tome izvrdo
Ali kad cugnem, ja lakse misli sredim
Znam, tu sam 'di sam
Al' bar se manje jedim

Dajte mi vino, vino nek se toci
Dok traju dani, a narocito noci
Jer tu je tuga
Ta moja verna druga
A kad je tuga
Onda treba da se cuga

S jeseni, kad bagrem opadne
Potera me maler, stagod pocnem propadne
Jos mi se u inat
Ta sto ne sme dopadne
E stara rana se vida starim lekom
Dabome vinom, ta ne bi valjda mlekom

Maliganska

Life is a real drag
But just in case
I always take what it gives me
A crust of bread, a yard of sky
And a full hat of dreams
But the devil's watching
To make sure he gets his share
So sometimes all this joy
He drowns in wine

Give me wine, let the wine flow
While the days last, and especially the nights
Because there's sadness
My faithful companion
And when there's sadness
Then it's time to get drunk

Give me wine
I have no other desires
No closer family, no better friends
Because there's sadness
That black plague of mine
And when there's sadness
Then it's time to get drunk

I turned happiness inside out like a sleeve
From the top of the hill, every path leads downhill
Few have escaped it, my dear boy
But when I drink, I can think more clearly
I know where I am
But at least I feel less sorry for myself

Give me wine, let the wine flow
While the days last, and especially the nights
Because there's sadness
My faithful companion
And when there's sadness
Then it's time to get drunk

In autumn, when the beech trees lose their leaves
Bad luck follows me, whatever I do goes wrong
And just to spite me
Anything that shouldn't happen, does
An old wound can only be healed with an old remedy
With wine, of course, not with milk