Svadbarskim Sokakom - Zdravko Čolić перевод на английский

Svadbarskim Sokakom

Skrenem katkad slučajno il' ne
U onaj sokak kojim svadbe prolaze
Do tog ugla brojim korake
A od tog ugla dalje brojim poraze

Obično s jeseni, kad je oblačno
Odbjegla sjenka mi se vrati konačno
Uzalud mijenjam adrese
Sam crni vrag mi je donese tu

I vješto smislim nešto utješno
U tom sam dobar, kažu
To najbolje znam
Trudim se, ne uvijek uspješno
Tragove svoje da sam sebi zavaram

Obično noću, kad je vjetrovito
Samoća napusti svoje korito
Ta mutna rijeka poplavi
Poljane sjećanja u glavi svud

I naprosto se tuga desi
Jer naprosto si tu gdje jesi
I naprosto je trista čuda
Predrasuda, sad između nas

Kad ljubav umre, jedan žali
Kad ljubav umre, jednom fali
I, bome, nije lako, kad naiđe sokakom
Kojim svadbe prolaze

Ponekad još osjetim tvoj dah
K'o ono nekad, kad se okreneš u snu
Kao lahor, dirne me na mah
Kad smo i čaša i ja prilično pri dnu

Obično uvijek, i sličnim danima
Prošlost se navali kao planina
Na tom ću vrhu da sazrem
Jer samo s njega nekad nazrem nas

I naprosto se tuga desi
Jer naprosto si tu gdje jesi
I naprosto je trista čuda
Predrasuda, sad između nas

Kad ljubav umre, jedan žali
Kad ljubav umre, jednom fali
I, bome, nije lako, kad naiđe sokakom
Kojim svadbe prolaze
Ej

Naprosto se tuga desi
Jer naprosto si tu gdje jesi
I naprosto je trista čuda
Predrasuda, sad između nas

Kad ljubav umre, jedan žali
Kad ljubav umre jednom fali
I, bome, nije lako, kad naiđe sokakom
Kojim svadbe prolaze
Ej

Naprosto se tuga desi
Jer naprosto si tu gdje jesi
I naprosto je trista čuda
Predrasuda, sad između nas

Kad ljubav umre, jedan žali
Kad ljubav umre, jednom fali
I, bome, nije lako, kad naiđe sokakom
Kojim svadbe prolaze

Wedding Street

I sometimes turn, accidentally or not,
Into that street where weddings pass by.
To that corner, I count my steps,
And from that corner on, I count my defeats.

Usually in autumn, when it's cloudy,
My runaway shadow finally returns to me.
I change addresses in vain,
The devil himself brings me back there.

And I skillfully devise something comforting,
I'm good at that, they say,
That I know best.
I try, not always successfully,
To deceive myself about my own traces.

Usually at night, when it's windy,
Loneliness leaves its riverbed.
That murky river floods
The fields of memory in my head everywhere.

And simply, sadness happens,
Because you're simply where you are.
And simply, there are three hundred miracles,
Prejudices, now between us.

When love dies, one mourns,
When love dies, one misses.
And, gosh, it's not easy, when I come across the street
Where weddings pass by.

Sometimes I still feel your breath,
Like back then, when you turn in your sleep.
Like a breeze, it touches me for a moment,
When both my glass and I are pretty close to the bottom.

Usually always, and on similar days,
The past rushes in like a mountain.
On that peak I will mature,
Because only from there do I sometimes glimpse us.

And simply, sadness happens,
Because you're simply where you are.
And simply, there are three hundred miracles,
Prejudices, now between us.

When love dies, one mourns,
When love dies, one misses.
And, gosh, it's not easy, when I come across the street
Where weddings pass by.
Hey

And simply, sadness happens,
Because you're simply where you are.
And simply, there are three hundred miracles,
Prejudices, now between us.

When love dies, one mourns,
When love dies, one misses.
And, gosh, it's not easy, when I come across the street
Where weddings pass by.
Hey

And simply, sadness happens,
Because you're simply where you are.
And simply, there are three hundred miracles,
Prejudices, now between us.

When love dies, one mourns,
When love dies, one misses.
And, gosh, it's not easy, when I come across the street
Where weddings pass by.