Текст и перевод песни Doris Dragović - Srdele

Srdele

U konobi staroj našli smo se svi
Prijatelji dragi došli slaviti
Srdele su slane, vino rumeno
Običaje naše stare štujemo

Kada se slavi onda se pjeva
Nek' ide spavat' kome se zijeva
Mi ćemo ovdje do jutra ostati

Kada se slavi onda se pije
Nek' ide spavat' k'o za to nije
Mi ćemo ovdje do jutra ostati

U zoru te, u zoru te zabolila glava
Srdela ti naškodila jer je riba plava
Nije kriva srdela što je riba plava
Već od vina rumena tebe boli glava

U zoru te, u zoru te zabolila glava
Srdela ti naškodila jer je riba plava
Nije kriva srdela što je riba plava
Već od vina rumena tebe boli glava
Nije kriva srdela što je riba plava
Već od vina rumena tebe boli glava

U konobi staroj struje nestalo
Ne treba ti struja da bi pjevao
U konobi staroj vode nestalo
Sve dok ima vina vode nećemo!

Kada se slavi onda se pjeva
Nek' ide spavat' kome se zijeva
Mi ćemo ovdje do jutra ostati

U zoru te, u zoru te zabolila glava
Srdela ti naškodila jer je riba plava
Nije kriva srdela što je riba plava
Već od vina rumena tebe boli glava

U zoru te, u zoru te zabolila glava
Srdela ti naškodila jer je riba plava
Nije kriva srdela što je riba plava
Već od vina rumena tebe boli glava
Nije kriva srdela što je riba plava
Već od vina rumena tebe boli glava!

Anchovies

In the old tavern we have all found ourselves
Dear friends, come and celebrate
Anchovies are salty, wine is yellow
We respect our old customs

When we celebrate, we sing
Let those who yawn go to sleep
We will stay here until the morning

When we celebrate, we drink
Let those who are not up for it go to sleep
We will stay here until the morning

At dawn, your head will hurt
The anchovy has harmed you because it is a blue fish
It is not the fault of the anchovy that it is a blue fish
But from the yellow wine your head hurts

At dawn, your head will hurt
The anchovy has harmed you because it is a blue fish
It is not the fault of the anchovy that it is a blue fish
But from the yellow wine your head hurts
It is not the fault of the anchovy that it is a blue fish
But from the yellow wine your head hurts

In the old tavern, the electricity has gone out
You don't need electricity to sing
In the old tavern, the water has gone out
As long as there is wine, we will not need water!

When we celebrate, we sing
Let those who yawn go to sleep
We will stay here until the morning

At dawn, your head will hurt
The anchovy has harmed you because it is a blue fish
It is not the fault of the anchovy that it is a blue fish
But from the yellow wine your head hurts

At dawn, your head will hurt
The anchovy has harmed you because it is a blue fish
It is not the fault of the anchovy that it is a blue fish
But from the yellow wine your head hurts
It is not the fault of the anchovy that it is a blue fish
But from the yellow wine your head hurts!