Текст и перевод песни Neda Ukraden - Ne Miriši Zumbule

Ne Miriši Zumbule

Noćas caruje čežnja u meni
Ništa ne može tebe da zamijeni
S' bijelih planina topi se snijeg
Samo na mom jastuku noćas gori led
Samo na mom jastuku noćas gori led

Ne miriši, zumbule
Kad me više ne vole
Oči njegove
I ne cvjetaj, nevene
Kad mu duša ne vene
Više zbog mene
Ne miriši, zumbule
Kad me više ne vole
Oči njegove
I ne cvjetaj, nevene
Kad mu duša ne vene
Više zbog mene

Ja na mukama, bol na pomolu
Sve je nestalo negdje u vihoru
Laste donose proljeća šum
Al' nijedna ne slijeće
Jutros na moj drum
Al' nijedna ne slijeće
Jutros na moj drum

Ne miriši, zumbule
Kad me više ne vole
Oči njegove
I ne cvjetaj, nevene
Kad mu duša ne vene
Više zbog mene

Ne miriši, zumbule
Kad me više ne vole
Oči njegove
I ne cvjetaj, nevene
Kad mu duša ne vene
Više zbog mene

Ne miriši, zumbule
Kad me više ne vole
Oči njegove
I ne cvjetaj, nevene
Kad mu duša ne vene
Više zbog mene

Ne miriši, zumbule
Kad me više ne vole
Oči njegove
I ne cvjetaj, nevene
Kad mu duša ne vene
Više zbog mene

You Don't Smell, Hyacinth

Longing reigns in me tonight
Nothing can replace you
Snow melts from the white mountains
Only the ice burns on my pillow tonight
Only the ice burns on my pillow tonight

You don't smell, hyacinth
When he no longer loves me
His eyes
And don't bloom, marigold
When his soul doesn't wither
Anymore for me
You don't smell, hyacinth
When he no longer loves me
His eyes
And don't bloom, marigold
When his soul doesn't wither
Anymore for me

I am in torment, pain is approaching
Everything disappeared somewhere in the whirlwind
Swallows bring the murmur of spring
But none of them lands
On my path this morning
But none of them lands
On my path this morning

You don't smell, hyacinth
When he no longer loves me
His eyes
And don't bloom, marigold
When his soul doesn't wither
Anymore for me

You don't smell, hyacinth
When he no longer loves me
His eyes
And don't bloom, marigold
When his soul doesn't wither
Anymore for me

You don't smell, hyacinth
When he no longer loves me
His eyes
And don't bloom, marigold
When his soul doesn't wither
Anymore for me

You don't smell, hyacinth
When he no longer loves me
His eyes
And don't bloom, marigold
When his soul doesn't wither
Anymore for me