Текст и перевод песни Đorđe Balašević - Ringispil

Ringispil

"Ringišpil
Curi od jutros od četiri - pet
Rešilo nebo da potopi svet
Nad gradom danima vise iste kulise
Poliva kiša al′ to joj je zanat
Ma sve mi je ravno k'o severni Banat
Manje više, i sa kišom i bez kiše
Vreme se vuče k′o teretni voz
Gde li večeras da pomolim nos?
Klasika: "Konobar, un cafe' macchiatto". Pa da
Prolazi vreme, al' to mu je manir
I sve je to plitko k′o plekani tanjir
Izeš sliku, nigde jedra na vidiku
O, daj okreni taj ringišpil u mojoj glavi
To ne zna niko, samo ti
Bez tebe drveni konjiæi tužno stoje
Dođi, iz plave boce se pojavi
Bar jednu želju ispuni
I dodaj svetu malo boje, čudo moje
Veće se klati k′o prezreli klip
Teška vremena, a ja težak tip
Gravitacija začas uzima svoje
Slab sam ja igrač za subotnje gužve
Al' shvatam pomalo te pokretne spužve
Neko pijan lakše život odrobija
O, daj okreni taj ringišpil u mojoj glavi
To ne zna niko, samo ti
Bez tebe drveni konjići tužno stoje
Dođi, iz plave boce se pojavi
Bar jednu želju ispuni
I dodaj svetu malo boje, o, čudo moje
Sustajem, odustajem, pritiska me kao pegla
Javi se, pojavi se, dodaj svetu malo legla
Nekad si me èudila, o, danas bi mi tako legla
Dodaj malo ludila, dodaj svetu malo vergla
O, daj okreni
Sustajem, odustajem
Taj ringišpil u mojoj glavi

Ringing Carousal

"Ringing Carousal
I've been roaming since four or five this morning
The sky has decided to flood the world
The city has been covered with the same scenery for days
The rain is pouring, but that's its job
But everything looks flat to me, like the northern Banat region
More or less, with or without the rain
Time is dragging on like a freight train
Where should I stick my nose tonight?
A classic: "Waiter, a cafe' macchiato". And then
Time passes by, but that's its habit
And it's all as shallow as a tin plate
You draw a picture, but there are no sails in sight
Oh, turn that ringing carousel in my head
No one knows how, only you
Without you, the wooden horses stand sadly
Come, appear from the blue bottle
Grant me at least one wish
And add a little color to the world, my wonder
It's swaying more and more like an overripe corncob
Hard times, and I'm a tough guy
Gravity is taking its toll for now
I'm a bad player for Saturday night crowds
But I'm slowly getting the hang of these moving sponges
A drunkard can easily escape life
Oh, turn that ringing carousel in my head
No one knows how, only you
Without you, the wooden horses stand sadly
Come, appear from the blue bottle
Grant me at least one wish
And add a little color to the world, oh, my wonder
I'm tiring, I'm giving up, it's pressing down on me like an iron
Call me, show yourself, add a little relaxation to the world
You used to amaze me, oh, today you would suit me so well
Add a little madness, add a little mischief to the world
Oh, turn
I'm tiring, I'm giving up
That ringing carousel in my head