Текст и перевод песни Djordje Balasevic - Devojka Sa Cardas Nogama

Devojka Sa Cardas Nogama

Kao u pesmi narodnoj

I krstic znak na lancicu da nekog ceka navodno
O to su bili svatovi sve kiceni i zlaceni a mi smo bolje svirali neg sto smo bili placeni
Al donro sad
Nosio sam sal od kasmira i prsluk protkan tajnama
Bas od takvih su je cuvale tetke sa ladnim trajnama ko srna me gledala zalosnom pesmom slucena cije si pile gizdavo sto nisi meni sudena
Hej pusti kose pune polena
Hajde bas u inat babarogama
Hopla podigni suklju iznad kolena
Ja znam da krijes cardas u tim lepim nogama
Rekog joj besi spasi se
Premala je moja tambura da te od kise sakrije rekoh joj ja sam samo tu da vreme brze proleti jer osim cizme skitaljke mene je tesko voleti
Ma da hej pusti kose pune polena hajde bas uinat babarogama hopla digni suknju iznad kolena ja znam da krijes cardas u tim lepim nogama
Hej polwti mala senice sa moje zlatne civije vatra sara moje zenice

Girl with Gypsy Legs

Like in a folk tale

And a cross necklace, as if somebody is waiting for her supposedly
Oh those were some guests, all ornamented and gilded and we were at our best, playing better than we were paid
But that was then
I was wearing a cashmere scarf and a waistcoat woven with secrets
That's how her maiden aunts would protect her with their cold preserves watched me like a deer, with a sad song like a sign telling me who her fancy chick was and why she was not destined for me
Hey let your hair down, all your logs
Come on, just to spite the old hags
Hopla, lift your skirt above your knees
I know you're hiding gypsy dance in those pretty legs
I said to her, run away, save yourself
My tamburitza is too small to hide you from anyone I told her I'm just here to kill time faster because apart from my wanderer's boots it's hard to love me
But Hey let your hair down, all your logs come on, just to spite the old hags hopla, lift your skirt above your knees I know you're hiding gypsy dance in those pretty legs
Hey little nightingale on my golden civet fire is burning all my pupils