Moskva - Boris Novković перевод на английский

Moskva

Najljepša odavde pa do Moskve
Ja gledam te k'o žedan, na dlanu malo vode
Najljepša od Save do Sibira
Ja birao bih tebe, al' ti si ta što bira

I nema zime, tješim se time
Jer bit' će žena dobro znam
Al' nema pravde jer nema nade
Da neku drugu zavolim ja

Tu nema pravila, jer srce ako bira
Baš htjelo bi da sniva gdje ona spava

I točku stavila na nas iz čista mira
Ni suza s tvoga lica nije prava
Ja mogu umrijeti, al' zabadava

Najljepša odavde pa do Moskve
Ti oduvijek si bila tu ispod moje kože
Najljepša od Save do Sibira
Boljet' će me uvijek što nisi moja bila

I nema zime, tješim se time
Jer bit' će žena dobro znam
Al' nema pravde jer nema nade
Da neku drugu zavolim ja

Tu nema pravila, jer srce ako bira
Baš htjelo bi da sniva gdje ona spava

I točku stavila na nas iz čista mira
Ni suza s tvoga lica nije prava
Ja mogu umrijeti, al' zabadava

Tu nema pravila, jer srce ako bira
Baš htjelo bi da sniva gdje ona spava

I točku stavila na nas iz čista mira
Ni suza s tvoga lica nije prava
Ja mogu umrijeti, al' zabadava

Moscow

The most beautiful from here to Moscow
I look at you like a thirsty man, a little water in the palm of my hand
The most beautiful from the Sava to Siberia
I would choose you, but you are the one who chooses

And there's no winter, I console myself with that
Because she will be a woman, I know it well
But there's no justice because there's no hope
That I could love another

There are no rules here, because if the heart chooses
It would really want to dream where she sleeps

And she put a period on us out of the blue
Not even a tear from your face is real
I can die, but it's all in vain

The most beautiful from here to Moscow
You have always been there under my skin
The most beautiful from the Sava to Siberia
It will always hurt that you were never mine

And there's no winter, I console myself with that
Because she will be a woman, I know it well
But there's no justice because there's no hope
That I could love another

There are no rules here, because if the heart chooses
It would really want to dream where she sleeps

And she put a period on us out of the blue
Not even a tear from your face is real
I can die, but it's all in vain

There are no rules here, because if the heart chooses
It would really want to dream where she sleeps

And she put a period on us out of the blue
Not even a tear from your face is real
I can die, but it's all in vain