Текст и перевод песни Djordji Peruzovic - Balada O Tovaru

Balada O Tovaru

Dojte sutra pivat' s nama u starog Keka
Gori meju maslinama, bili mu se kuća

Vi ste jutros meni došli da van pivan cili dan
A ne znate sinoć san naša' pod murvon
Di krepan je leža' moj tovar

S kin ću bidan svakog dana ić' u polje sada ja
Jer sve što san ima na cilemu svitu
Za mene je bija moj tovar

On više sam i sputan je bija
Najboji tovar na cilom škoju
Ma, vridan, vridan je bija
Najboji tovar na cilom svitu

A sinoć je krepa'

Vi ste jutros meni došli da vam pivam cili dan
A kako ću pivat' kad puno san tužan
Jer sinoć je krepa' moj tovar

Moj tovar

The Song of the Mule

Come in the morning to drink with us at old Keka's
His house shines among the olive trees

You've come to me this morning so that I would sing to you all day
But you don't know that last night my mule died in the fields
Where he was lying dead

Who will I go to the fields with every day now
Because all that I had in the whole world
Was my mule

He was wild yet tame
The best mule in the whole region
But he's gone, he's gone
The best mule in the whole world

And last night he died

You've come to me this morning so that I would sing to you all day
But how can I sing when I'm so sad
Because last night my mule died

My mule