Текст и перевод песни Crvena Jabuka - Prvi Ples

Prvi Ples

Kao jata ptica iznad Konjica
U davnu jesen sjećanja ponesen
Ko prva lasta željna proljeća
Predam se vjetru, pa kuda me odnese

Prosuto srebro preko ulice
Mjesec sa licem iznad Jablanice
Stižu me kletve boje Neretve
I oči njene, zauvijek zelene

Stigoh na prvi ples, sa bezbroj pitanja
O, Bože, da l' je grijeh što sretan plačem sad?
Otkrij mi tajnu što slavim, i da l' je fer
Ko sina volim ga, a otima mi 'ćer?

Kao jata ptica iznad Konjica
U davnu jesen sjećanja ponesen
Stižu me kletve boje Neretve
I oči njene, zauvijek zelene

Stigoh na prvi ples, sa bezbroj pitanja
O, Bože, da l' je grijeh što sretan plačem sad?
Otkrij mi tajnu što slavim, i da l' je fer
Ko sina volim ga, a otima mi 'ćer?

Stigoh na prvi ples, zadnji ko obično
O, Bože, da l' je grijeh što mi je odlično?
I što sam sretan kad taj mangup nije fer
Pjevam i grlim ga, a otima mi 'ćer

Pjevam i grlim ga, a otima mi kćer
Ko sina volim ga, a otima mi kćer

First Dance

Like flocks of birds above Konjic
Carried by memories into a distant autumn
Like the first swallow yearning for spring
I surrender to the wind, wherever it takes me

Spilled silver across the street
The moon with a face above Jablanica
Curses the color of the Neretva reach me
And her eyes, forever green

I arrived at the first dance, with countless questions
Oh God, is it a sin that I'm crying with happiness now?
Reveal to me the secret I'm celebrating, and is it fair
I love him like a son, but he's stealing my daughter?

Like flocks of birds above Konjic
Carried by memories into a distant autumn
Curses the color of the Neretva reach me
And her eyes, forever green

I arrived at the first dance, with countless questions
Oh God, is it a sin that I'm crying with happiness now?
Reveal to me the secret I'm celebrating, and is it fair
I love him like a son, but he's stealing my daughter?

I arrived at the first dance, last as usual
Oh God, is it a sin that I'm feeling great?
And that I'm happy when that rascal isn't fair
I sing and hug him, but he's stealing my daughter

I sing and hug him, but he's stealing my daughter
I love him like a son, but he's stealing my daughter