Текст и перевод песни Korni Grupa - Etida

Etida

Plove u tišini
Neke davne miski
Vraćaju me danima
Dok sam bio dete
I divio se beskrajno
Cudesnim zvucima
Njene mlade duse
Devojka je svirala
Najlepsu etidu
Danima u tamnoj
Sobi za klavirom
U zanosu te muzike
Prolece prode
Zuta jesen dođe
Bila su dobra vremena
Dok sam tajno voleo
I zamisljao je kako bolje sama ide
Lice joj gleda a tanak joj struk
U travi je na mom dlanu zaspala
Bila su dobra vremena
Dok sam tajno voleo
Dok sam svaku rec iz njenih usta zedno pio
Noci u radu a dani u snu
U sobi s klavirom sedim sam bez nje

Etude

I'm lost in the silence
Of some ancient musings
That take me back to days
When I was a child
And I was endlessly amazed
By the miraculous sounds
Of her young soul
The girl played
The most beautiful étude
For days in the dark
Room on the piano
In the ecstasy of that music
Spring went by
Yellow autumn came
Those were good times
When I loved you in secret
And I imagined her going it alone better
Her face, her slender form
Sleeping on my palm in the grass
Those were good times
When I loved you in secret
When I drank every word from your lips like nectar
Nights at work, days in dreams
In the room with the piano, I sit alone without her