Текст и перевод песни Prljavo Kazalište - Kiše Jesenje (Live)

Kiše Jesenje (Live)

Treba mi mala vaša pomoć, čut' ćete, nije teško
Ide ovako, po prilici nekako
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o (o-o-o-o-o)
O-o-o-o-o (o-o-o-o-o)
O-o-o-o-o (o-o-o-o-o)
Dame i gospodo, večeras samo za vas
Kiše jesenje

Noćas mladi mjesec sja, dobra večer dame sve
Spuštam se u barove
Dolje neki klinac na klaviru našu pjesmu svira
I to me grozno živcira
Mazni glas me pita "Imaš vilu iznad Zagreba
Il' auto s tamnim staklima?"

Hej curo šećeru, nemam ja za večeru
Za malu votku, rakiju
Hej curo šećeru, ja sam ptica nebeska
I to je moja sudbina

Kroz moje prazne džepove
Vjetrovi mi prolaze
A kroz cipele kiše jesene
Kroz moje prazne džepove
Vjetrovi mi prolaze
A kroz cipele kiše jesenje, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o

Noćas mladi mjesec sja, dobra večer dame sve
Spuštam se u barove
Dolje neki klinac na klaviru našu pjesmu svira
I to me grozno živcira

Hej curo šećeru, nemam ja za večeru
Za malu votku, rakiju
Hej curo šećeru, ja sam ptica nebeska
I kao takav umrijet ću

Kroz moje prazne džepove
Vjetrovi mi prolaze
A kroz cipele kiše jesene
Kroz moje prazne džepove
Vjetrovi mi prolaze
A kroz cipele kiše jesenje, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o

O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o

Kroz moje prazne džepove
(Vjetrovi mi prolaze)
A kroz cipele (kiše jesene)
Kroz moje prazne džepove
(Vjetrovi mi prolaze)
A kroz cipele kiše jesenje, o-o-o-o-o

Kiše jesenje, o-o-o-o-o
Kiše jesenje, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o

O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o

Autumn Rains (Live)

I need a little help from you all, you'll hear, it's not difficult
It goes like this, something like this
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o (o-o-o-o-o)
O-o-o-o-o (o-o-o-o-o)
O-o-o-o-o (o-o-o-o-o)
Ladies and gentlemen, tonight just for you
Autumn Rains

Tonight the young moon shines, good evening ladies all
I'm going down to the bars
Downstairs some kid is playing our song on the piano
And it annoys me terribly
A sweet voice asks me "Do you have a villa above Zagreb
Or a car with dark windows?"

Hey girl, sugar, I don't have anything for dinner
For a little vodka, brandy
Hey girl, sugar, I'm a bird of the sky
And that's my destiny

Through my empty pockets
The winds blow through me
And through my shoes the autumn rains
Through my empty pockets
The winds blow through me
And through my shoes the autumn rains, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o

Tonight the young moon shines, good evening ladies all
I'm going down to the bars
Downstairs some kid is playing our song on the piano
And it annoys me terribly

Hey girl, sugar, I don't have anything for dinner
For a little vodka, brandy
Hey girl, sugar, I'm a bird of the sky
And as such I will die

Through my empty pockets
The winds blow through me
And through my shoes the autumn rains
Through my empty pockets
The winds blow through me
And through my shoes the autumn rains, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o

O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o

Through my empty pockets
(The winds blow through me)
And through my shoes (the autumn rains)
Through my empty pockets
(The winds blow through me)
And through my shoes the autumn rains, o-o-o-o-o

Autumn rains, o-o-o-o-o
Autumn rains, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o

O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o, o-o-o-o-o