Текст и перевод песни Lepa Brena - Nad izvorom vrba se nadnela

Nad izvorom vrba se nadnela

Nad izvorom vrba se nadnela
Podnjom kose devojka rasplela
Lice mije, ruse kose vije
Gorke suze nad izvorom lije
Tuzna vrbo sestro moja mila
Nad izvorom sto si se savila
Kao i ja bez srece i ti si
Cvetala si a radjala nisi
Obicaj je u mom rodnom kraju
Da sirotu za bogatog daju
Zbog njegovih livada i njiva
Sunce jarko sta sam kome kriva
Star je sestro ruke mu uvele
A i kose kao sneg se bele
Ja ne trazim njegovo imanje
Moje srce hoce milovanje
Udacu se za momcica mlada
Moja mladost, mladosti pripada.

Above the Spring, the Willow Bends

Above the spring, the willow bends low,
Beneath it, a girl's hair flows,
Washing my face, my russet hair I twine,
Bitter tears into the spring I brine.
Sad willow, my dear sister mild,
Above the spring, why are you so styled?
Like me, without happiness you reside,
You bloomed, but bore no fruit inside.
It's the custom in my homeland's way,
To give the poor girl to the rich man's sway.
For his meadows and fields so wide,
The bright sun, what wrong have I implied?
He's old, sister, his hands withered and frail,
And his hair, like snow, starts to pale.
I don't seek his wealth or his land,
My heart yearns for a loving hand.
I'll marry a young lad so fine,
My youth belongs to a youthful shrine.