Текст и перевод песни Thompson - Pijem, Dušo

Pijem, Dušo

Dunje mirisu na tvojoj kosulji
Bol ne prestaje a vrijeme prolazi
Kako si mi sada stara ljubavi
Dusu stegla ruka proslosti
Idu godine i ova prolazi
Sjede su u kosi a nervi umorni
Ni uz pjesmu, ni uz vino nema pomoci
Nocas umirem od ljubavi
Pijem duso, ne prestajem
Pijem zbog tebe
Zadnji put se tjesim casom gorke sudbine
Pijem duso, pit cu, sve dok zora ne svane
S novim jutrom zivot prestat ce
Ne varaj me sa golubom u rukama
Ne brdu baklje mirisu
Koraci u mraku nestaju
Pogledaj lice djecje
Dali te sjeti na mene
Zastave slobode vijore
Caure se djecje igracke
Iza rijeke pored granice
Ljubim sliku svoje djevojke
Pijem duso, ne prestajem
Pijem zbog tebe
Zadnji put se tjesim casom gorke sudbine
Pijem duso, pit cu, sve dok zora ne svane
S novim jutrom zivot prestat ce
Ne varaj me sa golubom u rukama
Sloboda je stvorena u mukama
Ljudi se vesele i tuguju
Poljupci mi tvoji ostaju
Gluhonijemi himne pjevaju
Tvoje ime svi mi spominju
Ne varaj me

I'm Drinking, My Love

Quince fragrance on your blouse
The pain does not stop, but time passes
How are you now, my old love?
Your soul is gripped by the hand of the past
Years pass, and this one is ending
There are grays in your hair, and your nerves are tired
Neither song nor wine can help
Tonight, I'm dying of love
My love, I drink and cannot stop
I drink because of you
For the last time, I console myself with a moment of bitter fate
My love, I drink and will drink until dawn breaks
With the new morning, life will end
Don't deceive me with a dove in your hands
Don't enchant the torches with fragrance
Footsteps disappear into the darkness
Look at the faces of children
Do they remind you of me?
Flags of freedom flutter
Toys of children scream
Beyond the river, along the border
I kiss the picture of my girl
My love, I drink and cannot stop
I drink because of you
For the last time, I console myself with a moment of bitter fate
My love, I drink and will drink until dawn breaks
With the new morning, life will end
Don't deceive me with a dove in your hands
Freedom is created in anguish
People rejoice and grieve
Your kisses remain with me
The deaf and mute sing hymns
Your name is on everyone's lips
Don't deceive me