Текст и перевод песни Željko Joksimović - Crnokosa

Crnokosa

Jutro budi me,
Vazduh mirise na nevolju.
Jutro, krevet moj veci je za broj,
Ti nisi tu.
I kada razmislim
Ne mogu a da ne mislim.

Sve sto sam ti radio,
Sebi sam uradio.
Nisam znao sam sta hocu
Dok si cekala me nocu
Topla, pospana i bosa.

Poruka na vratima,
Kljuceve si vratila.
Pise zelis mi svu srecu,
A ja znam da nikad necu
Preko tvoga ponosa, crnokosa.

Sad' znam da mnogo pre
Ti si znala sve i cutala.
"Ma nek' te sanjaju
Al' ja te imam tu", meni saputala,
Dugo se borila, od svega se umorila.

Sve sto sam ti radio,
Sebi sam uradio.
Nisam znao sam sta hocu
Dok si cekala me nocu
Topla, pospana i bosa.

Poruka na vratima,
Kljuceve si vratila.
Pise zelis mi svu srecu,
A ja znam da nikad necu
Preko tvoga ponosa, crnokosa.

Moja si crnokosa, necu preko ponosa,
Ti si ta crnokosa, topla, bosa pospana,
Moja si crnokosa, necu preko ponosa,
Ti si ta crnokosa.

Sve sto sam ti radio,
Sebi sam uradio.
Nisam znao sam sta hocu
Dok si cekala me nocu
Topla, pospana i bosa.

Poruka na vratima,
Kljuceve si vratila.
Pise zelis mi svu srecu,
A ja znam da nikad necu
Preko tvoga ponosa, crnokosa.

Black-Haired

Morning wakes me,
The air smells of misery.
Morning, my bed is too big for one more,
You're not here.
And when I think about it
I can't help but think.

Everything I did to you,
I did to myself.
I didn't know what I wanted
While you were waiting for me at night
Warm, sleepy and barefoot.

A message on the door,
You returned the keys.
It says you wish me all the best,
But I know I never will
Over your pride, black-haired one.

Now I know much sooner
You knew everything and kept quiet.
"Let them dream of you
But I have you here", you whispered to me,
You fought for a long time, you got tired of everything.

Everything I did to you,
I did to myself.
I didn't know what I wanted
While you were waiting for me at night
Warm, sleepy and barefoot.

A message on the door,
You returned the keys.
It says you wish me all the best,
But I know I never will
Over your pride, black-haired one.

My black-haired one, I won't go over your pride,
You are that black-haired one, warm, barefoot sleepy,
My black-haired one, I won't go over your pride,
You are that black-haired one.

Everything I did to you,
I did to myself.
I didn't know what I wanted
While you were waiting for me at night
Warm, sleepy and barefoot.

A message on the door,
You returned the keys.
It says you wish me all the best,
But I know I never will
Over your pride, black-haired one.