Текст и перевод песни Djordje Balasevic - Ilona

Ilona

Jednog leta, s kraja sveta,
Vozio sam putem sivim.
Ja sam putnik, od tog živim.

Samo je podigla taj prstić svoj i ja sam stao, otvorio njoj.
Ona je anđeo bila, sa greskom - bez krila, moj san, moja
Ilona, jos se sećam tvog imena,
Sretna i sama, sva u bajkama,
Gde li je sada Petar Pan, i svi oni momci?

Ilona, tvoja je slika moja ikona.
I čim se dignem ja joj namignem
I uvek tako počne dan.

Dobro guram, kroz život buran
I mada živim dosta sretno,
Ja nemam nikoga konkretno,

Uz kog bi bio i sretan i lud
I tako miran i siguran svud,
Ja nemam nikog da mašta i priča mi svašta svu noć kao moja
Ilona, jos se sećam tvog imena,
Sretna i sama, sva u bajkama,
Gde li je sada Petar Pan, i kapetan Kuka?
Ilona, tvoja je slika neka moja mala ikona.
I čim se dignem ja joj namignem
I uvek tako počne dan.

Slabo pričam, baš nisam vičan,
Al′ sad reči idu same.
O, život piše ljute drame:

Ja znam detalje, sitnice o njoj,
Al' ne znam adresu, telefonski broj,
Il′ nesto slično po cemu bih saznao gde li je sad izvesna

Ilona, još se sećam tvog imena,
Sretna i sama, sva u bajkama,
Gde li je sada Petar Pan, i svi oni momci?
Ilona, tvoja je slika neka moja mala ikona.
I čim se dignem ja joj namignem
I uvek tako počne dan.

Lutko lepa, dobar dan...

Ilona

One summer, from the edge of the world,
I drove on a gray road.
I'm a traveler, that's how I live.

She just raised her little finger and I stopped, opened the door for her.
She was an angel with a flaw - without wings, my dream, my
Ilona, I still remember your name,
Happy and alone, all in fairy tales,
Where is Peter Pan now, and all those boys?

Ilona, your picture is my icon.
And as soon as I wake up, I wink at her
And that's how I always start the day.

I'm doing well, going through the stormy life
And although I live quite happily,
I don't have anyone specific,

With whom I would be happy and crazy
And so calm and safe everywhere,
I have no one to dream and tell me everything all night like my
Ilona, I still remember your name,
Happy and alone, all in fairy tales,
Where is Peter Pan now, and Captain Hook?
Ilona, your picture is my little icon.
And as soon as I wake up, I wink at her
And that's how I always start the day.

I don't talk much, I'm not used to it,
But now the words flow by themselves.
Oh, life writes bitter dramas:

I know the details, the little things about her,
But I don't know the address, phone number,
Or something similar by which I could find out where a certain

Ilona, I still remember your name,
Happy and alone, all in fairy tales,
Where is Peter Pan now, and all those boys?
Ilona, your picture is my little icon.
And as soon as I wake up, I wink at her
And that's how I always start the day.

Beautiful doll, good day...