Текст и перевод песни Brams - Un Secret Que T'havia de Dir

Un Secret Que T'havia de Dir

Samir, hem de parlar
Ara que ningú no ens veurà,
Potser no saps ni com em dic.
Sóc Dragan Drulović
I visc en el bell mig
Del veí poble serbi enemic.

De fet no és sorprenent
Que no em tinguis present,
Els bosnians no soleu baixar.
I amb la mala maror
Que hi ha jo tampoc no
Aquí, al teu poble, havia pujat mai.

Pot semblar estrany però et vinc a dir
Que els meus soldats vindran aquí
A primera hora del matí
Per atacar.
Si troben homes al poblat
Acabaran en un fossat:
La guerra aquí també ha arribat.

I ara fuig, salveu la pell,
La nit serà un bon moment
Per marxar cap a ponent
Camineu incansablement.
Busqueu refugi segur
Abans que no surti el sol
I us encengui els ulls de dol.

No deus saber, però,
Per què t'explico això,
Per què amb els meus sóc deslleial.
El que t'explicaré
No és d'ara, que ja ve
De la II Guerra Mundial.

El meu pare era amic
Del teu des de ben xic,
I els xètniks el van reclutar.
Van quedar als dos extrems,
Ton pare en aquell temps
Va ser policia bosnià.

Hi va haver una nit que el meu
A una cel·la pregava a Déu:
L'havien d'afusellar
L'endemà al matí.
Ton pare, que era el guardià,
La clau el pany va fer voltar.

S'abraçaren i va fugir.

I ara fuig, salveu la pell,
La nit serà un bon moment
Per marxar cap a ponent
Camineu incansablement.
Busqueu refugi segur
Abans que no surti el sol
I us encengui els ulls de dol.

Cinquanta anys després
La memòria m'ha empès
A vindre d'amagat aquí
I dur-te aquest record
I alliberar del cor
Aquest secret que t'havia de dir.

Emporta't ben lluny els teus fills
A bon recer d'aquests perills
Que creixin forts, sans i valents
Perquè amb el temps
Puguin salvar els meus dels danys
De la guerra que els averanys
Preveuen per d'aquí a uns anys.

I ara fuig, salveu la pell,
La nit serà un bon moment
Per marxar cap a ponent
Camineu incansablement.
Busqueu refugi segur
Abans que no surti el sol
I us encengui els ulls de dol.

I ara fuig, salveu la pell,
La nit serà un bon moment
Per marxar cap a ponent
Camineu incansablement.
Busqueu refugi segur
Abans que no surti el sol
I us encengui els ulls de dol.

A Secret I Had to Tell You

Samir, we need to talk
Now that no one will see us,
You may not even know my name.
I'm Dragan Drulović
And I live right in the middle
Of the neighboring enemy Serbian village.

In fact, it's not surprising
That you don't remember me,
You Bosnians don't usually come down here.
And with the bad weather
I haven't either
Ever come up to your village.

It may seem strange, but I've come to tell you
That my soldiers will come here
At first light
To attack.
If they find men in the village
They will end up in a ditch:
The war has reached here too.

Now flee, save yourselves,
The night will be a good time
To head west
Walk tirelessly.
Seek safe refuge
Before the sun rises
And sets your eyes ablaze with sorrow.

You must not know, however,
Why I'm telling you this,
Why I'm being disloyal to my own.
What I'm about to explain
Isn't from now, it goes back
To World War II.

My father was a friend
Of yours since they were kids,
And the Chetniks recruited him.
They ended up on opposite sides,
Your father at that time
Was a Bosnian policeman.

There was one night when mine
In a cell was praying to God:
They were going to shoot him
The next morning.
Your father, who was the guard,
Turned the key in the lock.

They embraced and he fled.

And now flee, save yourselves,
The night will be a good time
To head west
Walk tirelessly.
Seek safe refuge
Before the sun rises
And sets your eyes ablaze with sorrow.

Fifty years later
My memory has pushed me
To come here in secret
And bring you this memory
And release from my heart
This secret I had to tell you.

Take your children far away
Safe from these dangers
May they grow up strong, healthy and brave
So that in time
They can save mine from the harms
Of the war that the omens
Predict for a few years from now.

And now flee, save yourselves,
The night will be a good time
To head west
Walk tirelessly.
Seek safe refuge
Before the sun rises
And sets your eyes ablaze with sorrow.

And now flee, save yourselves,
The night will be a good time
To head west
Walk tirelessly.
Seek safe refuge
Before the sun rises
And sets your eyes ablaze with sorrow.