Текст и перевод песни Ivo Pattiera - Kolijevko Modra

Kolijevko Modra

Tek kad umoran se pružim u postelji moje majke
Znam da neću zlatna sidra, neću dvorce k'o iz bajke
Dosta mi je zraka sunca što ti zlatne kose plete
Hoću tihu pjesmu bora, dok me ljuljaš kao dijete

Kolijevko modra, ljubav me vraća
Žedan sam vala, maslina, drača
Kolijevko modra, evo tvog sina
Čežnja si vječna, moja mati brižna
Kolijevko modra, evo tvog sina
Čežnja si vječna, moja mati brižna

Čime laka, bijela ptica, iz dalekih, pustih tmina
Za sreću mi treba samo, mrva kruha, suza vina
Dosta mi je zraka sunca što ti zlatne kose plete
Hoću tihu pjesmu bora, dok me ljuljaš kao dijete

Kolijevko modra, ljubav me vraća
Žedan sam vala, maslina, drača
Kolijevko modra, evo tvog sina
Čežnja si vječna, moja mati brižna
Kolijevko modra, evo tvog sina
Čežnja si vječna, moja mati brižna

Blue Cradle

Only when I lie down exhausted in my mother's bed
I know I won't want golden anchors, won't want palaces like from a fairy tale
I'll have enough of the sun's air that braids your golden hair
I want the quiet song of pines, while you rock me like a child

Blue cradle, love brings me back
I'm thirsty for waves, olives, and rosemary
Blue cradle, here's your son
You're an eternal longing, my caring mother
Blue cradle, here's your son
You're an eternal longing, my caring mother

As a light, white bird, from distant, desolate darkness
For happiness I need only a crumb of bread, a tear of wine
I'll have enough of the sun's air that braids your golden hair
I want the quiet song of pines, while you rock me like a child

Blue cradle, love brings me back
I'm thirsty for waves, olives, and rosemary
Blue cradle, here's your son
You're an eternal longing, my caring mother
Blue cradle, here's your son
You're an eternal longing, my caring mother