Текст и перевод песни Hrvoje Hegedušić - Balada Iz Predgrađa

Balada Iz Predgrađa

I lije na uglu petrolejska lampa
Svjetlost crvenkastožutu
Na debelo blato kraj staroga plota
I dvije, tri cigle na putu

I uvijek ista sirotinja uđe
U njezinu svjetlost iz mraka
I s licem na kojem su obično brige
Pređe je u par koraka

Al' večeri jedne nekoga nema
A mor'o bi proć'
I lampa gori
I gori u magli
I već je noć

I nema ga sutra, ni preksutra nema
I vele da bolestan leži
I nema ga mjesec, i nema ga dva
I zima je već
I sniježi

Al' prolaze kao i do sada ljudi
I maj već miriše
A njega nema, i nema, i nema
Nema ga
Nema ga više

I lije na uglu petrolejska lampa
Svjetlost crvenkastožutu
Na debelo blato kraj staroga plota
I dvije, tri cigle na putu

Na putu
Na putu

Ballad of the Suburbs

At the corner, a kerosene lamp shines,
Casting a reddish-yellow glow
On the thick mud by the old fence,
And two or three bricks on the path.

And always the same poor people enter
Her light from the darkness,
And with faces usually filled with worry
They pass her in a few strides.

But one evening, someone is missing,
And he should have passed,
And the lamp burns,
And burns in the fog,
And it is already night.

And he is not there tomorrow, nor the day after tomorrow,
And they say that he is sick in bed,
And he is not there for a month, and not for two
And winter is already here,
And it snows.

But people pass as before,
And May already has its scent,
And he is not there, and is not there, and is not there,
He is not there,
He is no more.

At the corner, a kerosene lamp shines,
Casting a reddish-yellow glow
On the thick mud by the old fence,
And two or three bricks on the path.

On the path,
On the path.