Текст и перевод песни Djordje Balasevic - Budimpestanski Sneg

Budimpestanski Sneg

Da l' se bar ponekad seti?
Plasim se da ne?
K'o u nekoj opereti zbilo se to sve:
Violinist, tuzni pajac,
Lepa zena
I tokajac
A kulise - zavejani grad...

Vodila me kud je htela,
Bio sam njen gost:
Veresmarti,
Citadela,
I Lancani most.
Zavejani Trg Heroja, gde pozeleh da je moja,
I da uvek bude kao tad'.

Iz daleka zvonio je
Neki cimbal star.
Molila me da joj pisem
Jednom bar.
Svitalo je jutro snezno.
Budilo se sve...
Ljubila me nezno,
K'o nijedna pre.

Pogledom sam posle dugo
Pratio njen trag,
Zavejanom ulicom
Sent Haromsag.
Plasila me slutnja neka,
Znao sam od pre:
Sve izgleda izdaleka
Drukcije.

Cesto srce jace bije
Kad se setim nje.
Sve Listove rapsodije
Bude stare sne.
Zeleo bih znati gde je,
Da l'se seti sneg kad veje,
Il' je neko drugi ljubi tad?

Budapest Snow

Do you sometimes remember?
Will you pretend that you don't?
Like in some operetta, it all happened there:
Violinist, a sad clown,
A beautiful woman
And a lute player,
And the scenery - a snow-covered city...

She led me wherever she wanted,
I was her guest:
Vörösmarty,
Citadella,
And the Chain Bridge.
Snowed-in Heroes' Square, where I wished she was mine,
And that it would always be like that.

From afar, an old
Cimbal was ringing.
She asked me to write to her
At least once.
A snowy morning was dawning.
Everything was waking up...
She kissed me tenderly,
Like no one ever had before.

I watched her trace
For a long time,
Through the snow-covered streets
Of Szentendre.
A premonition scared me,
I knew from before:
Everything looks different
From afar.

My heart often beats faster
When I remember her.
All Liszt's Rhapsodies
Will be old snow.
I'd like to know where she is,
Does she remember the snow when it blows,
Or does someone else make love to her then?