Текст и перевод песни Doris Dragović - Malo Mi Za Sriću Triba

Malo Mi Za Sriću Triba

Lipi grozdi srca moga
Puni vina njegovoga
A on neće doć u jematvu

Bokun mora, bokun neba
Kamen cvita kad ga gleda
A di neću ja?
Di neću ja?

Na me stavi kap jubavi!

Malo mi za sriću triba
Da me zove moja lipa
Da mi kažu zlato moje
Lipe usne te njegove

Vilo moja dalmatinska
Žeja se u tilu stiska
Bez njega je duša suva
Kâ i maslina bez uja

Bez njega je duša suva
Kâ i maslina bez uja

U traverši nebo ima
Modre zvizde
Di će s njima?
Stavja ih u oči njegove

Bokun mora, bokun neba
Kamen cvita kad ga gleda
A di neću ja?
Di neću ja?

Na me stavi kap jubavi!

Malo mi za sriću triba
Da me zove moja lipa
Da mi kažu zlato moje
Lipe usne te njegove

Vilo moja dalmatinska
Žeja se u tilu stiska
Bez njega je duša suva
Kâ i maslina bez uja

(Malo mi za sriću triba)
Da me zove moja lipa
Bez njega je duša suva
Kâ i maslina bez uja

Bez njega je duša suva
Kâ i maslina bez uja

U-u-u-u!

I Need So Little to Be Happy

Sweet grapes of my heart
Full of his wine
But he won't come to the harvest

My sailor, my sky
Stones bloom when he looks at them
And where will I not go for him?
Where will I not go for him?

Pour a drop of love on me!

I need so little to be happy
For my love to call me
For his golden lips to tell me
That I'm his beautiful one

My Dalmatian fairy
Thirst tightens in my body
Without him, my soul is dry
Like an olive tree without water

Without him, my soul is dry
Like an olive tree without water

In the crossroads, the sky has
Blue stars
What will she do with them?
She'll put them in his eyes

My sailor, my sky
Stones bloom when he looks at them
And where will I not go for him?
Where will I not go for him?

Pour a drop of love on me!

I need so little to be happy
For my love to call me
For his golden lips to tell me
That I'm his beautiful one

My Dalmatian fairy
Thirst tightens in my body
Without him, my soul is dry
Like an olive tree without water

(I need so little to be happy)
For my love to call me
Without him, my soul is dry
Like an olive tree without water

Without him, my soul is dry
Like an olive tree without water

O-o-o-o!