Текст и перевод песни Đorđe Balašević - Divlji Badem

Divlji Badem

Vrteli se toćkovi mog bicikla
Gde god je stao taj rulet, beše premija
Smakla se o stepenik, njena štikla
Nekad su pogledi bili čista hemija
Dobro je poćela nedelja
Poslednje pripreme za maturu
Virili smo u daljine
Puni nade
Preko gimnazijskog bedema
K′o pravi dekor za avanturu
Prosuo je nežni purpur
Divlji badem
Poneli nas vetrovi k'o maslaćke
Jedni su leteli lako, drugi padali
I curice su postale prve maćke
A, loši đaci - odjednom svetom vladali
Sve mi je odlićno zvućalo
Dobro sam stajao tih sezona
Ljuljale mo oči širom promenade
A nju sam sretao slučajno
Uvek je s pogrešnim bila ona
Ali, znao sam da sanja
Onaj badem
Stane sve u strofu-dve u baladi
Pustinja prošlih minuta i ova zrna sad
I pred treći refren već, nismo mladi
Ušla je nedavno sama u kafe "Petrograd"
Suviše tajni u oćima
U zlati okov joj prstić pao
Molio me dugi pogled
Da je kradem
Dovraga, kafa je gorcila
Al′ taj sam ukus odnekud znao
Probao sam jednom davno
Divlji badem

Wild Almond

The wheels of my bicycle were spinning
Wherever that roulette stopped, there was a bonus
She slipped on the step, her heel
Once our glances were pure chemistry
The week was starting well
Last round of preparation for the final exam
We were peering into the distance
Full of hope
Over the high school wall
Like a perfect backdrop for an adventure
Gentle crimson was spilling
Wild almond
The winds carried us away like dandelions
Some flew with ease, others fell
And the girls became the first Cougars
And the bad students suddenly ruled the world
Everything sounded excellent to me
I was standing strong in those seasons
My gaze was swinging wide across the promenade
But I ran into her by chance
She was always with the wrong guy
Yet I knew she was dreaming
Of that almond
Everything fits into a verse or two in this ballad
The desert of those past minutes and these grains now
And before the third refrain, we were no longer young
She came alone to the Petrograd café recently
Too many secrets in her eyes
A golden cuff had fallen onto her little finger
Her long gaze was begging me
To steal her away
Damn, the coffee was bitter
But I recognized that taste from somewhere
I had tasted it once long ago
Wild almond