Текст и перевод песни Lačni Franz - Vojna tajna

Vojna tajna

Veje trkajo po šipi
Sence plešejo po stropu
Hvala bogu, da se luna lomi
Le na krilih nočnih vešč
Hvala bogu, da je veter tisti
Ki si poje skozi noč

Veje trkajo po šipi
Sence plešejo po stropu
Zdi se mi, kot da drevesa
Brusijo zaspanim krokarjem zobe
Zdi se mi, da se polito vino
Spet spominja starih bitk

Škornji hodijo po šipi
Sanje lepijo po stropu
Zdaj se luna ostro smeje
Oknom zrastli so zobje
Veter žvižga naše pesmi
Ko nam piha skozi glave

Military Secret

The branches are knocking at the window pane
Shadows are dancing on the ceiling
Thank God that the moon is breaking
Only wings of the night witches
Thank God that the wind is he
Who sings through the night

The branches are knocking at the window pane
Shadows are dancing on the ceiling
It seems to me that the trees
Are sharpening the beaks of sleepy rooks
It seems to me that the spilled wine
Reminds again of old battles

Jackboots are marching at the window pane
Dreams are plastered on the ceiling
Now the moon laughs harshly
Teeth have grown in the window
The wind whistles our songs
As it blows through our heads