Текст и перевод песни Đorđe Balašević - Za sve je kriv Toma Sojer

Za sve je kriv Toma Sojer

Jedne letnje noći tople, Cile, Pičuka I ja
Poneli smo nešto klope da se nađe za dan-dva
Pa smo krenuli u Brazil il' do južnih mora bar
Smišljali smo neki fazon, kovali smo dugo plan
Džungla, zlato I Amazon, pa je došao taj dan
Dunavom do Crnog Mora, sve je dalje prosta stvar
Za sve je kriv Toma Sojer, takve knjige ne bi smele da postoje
To je bilo iskušenje, on je tako dobro terao po svom
Za sve je kriv I Misisipi o kom smo sanjali na našoj staroj lipi
Dok smo gledali kroz krošnju kako nebom sve do zvezda plovi Tom
Kriv je on
Birali smo dugo čamce, maznuli smo jedan žut
Poneli smo čak I mamce da bi pecali uz put
Činilo se na početku da će provod biti lep
Al' nestalo nam prvo hleba, mučila nas strašna glad
Onda grom iz vedra neba I oluja kiša, grad
Al' na sreću neki tad nas čiča primio na šlep
Za sve je kriv Toma Sojer, takve knjige ne bi smele da postoje
To je bilo iskušenje, on je tako dobro terao po svom
Za sve je kriv I Misisipi o kom smo sanjali na našoj staroj lipi
Dok smo gledali kroz krošnju kako nebom sve do zvezda plovi Tom
Na onom splavu svom
Vratili nas sutra kući, jao, što me bio stid
Pa sam hteo krišom ući, šunjao se uza zid
Videla me prva mati: Opa, vratio se sin
Na to otac reče samo: Neka, nek' je živ I zdrav
Al' sam ipak tu I tamo posle bio čudno plav
Pa su me u školi dugo zvali Haklberi Fin
Za sve je kriv Toma Sojer, takve knjige ne bi smele da postoje
To je bilo iskušenje, on je tako dobro terao po svom
Za sve je kriv I Misisipi o kom smo sanjali na našoj staroj lipi
Dok smo gledali kroz krošnju kako nebom sve do zvezda plovi Tom
Za sve je kriv Toma Sojer,takve knjige ne bi smele da postoje
To je bilo iskušenje, on je tako dobro terao po svom
Za sve je kriv I Misisipi o kom smo sanjali na našoj staroj lipi
Dok smo gledali kroz krošnju kako nebom sve do zvezda plovi Tom

Tom Sawyer Is the Culprit

On a warm summer night, Cile, Pičuka, and I,
Took some blankets so that we could be prepared for a few days,
And we went off to Brazil or at least the southern sea,
We figured out a way, made a long plan,
The jungle, gold, and the Amazon, and the day arrived,
Down the Danube to the Black Sea, and everything else is easy,
Tom Sawyer is to blame, such books shouldn't exist,
It was a challenge, he played it his way so well,
Tom Sawyer and the Mississippi, we dreamed about it under our old linden tree
While we looked through the leaves and watched Tom sail up to the stars in the sky,
He is the one to blame,
We looked for a long time for a boat, we picked out a yellow one,
We even took some bait so that we could fish along the way,
At first, it seemed like the trip would be nice,
But then we ran out of bread, hunger gnawed,
Out of nowhere came a thunderstorm and a downpour of rain and hail,
But luckily an old man took us in his tow,
Tom Sawyer is to blame, such books shouldn't exist,
It was a challenge, he played it his way so well,
Tom Sawyer and the Mississippi, we dreamed about it under our old linden tree
While we looked through the leaves and watched Tom sail up to the stars in the sky,
On his raft,
The next day they took us home, oh, how ashamed I was,
I wanted to sneak in, I crept along the wall,
Mother was the first to see me: Oh, look, our son has returned,
To which father only said: Never mind, let him be alive and well,
But still, here and there, I was strangely pale,
And at school, they called me Huckleberry Finn for a long time,
Tom Sawyer is to blame, such books shouldn't exist,
It was a challenge, he played it his way so well,
Tom Sawyer and the Mississippi, we dreamed about it under our old linden tree
While we looked through the leaves and watched Tom sail up to the stars in the sky,
Tom Sawyer is the culprit, such books shouldn't exist,
It was a challenge, he played it his way so well,
Tom Sawyer and the Mississippi, we dreamed about it under our old linden tree
While we looked through the leaves and watched Tom sail up to the stars in the sky,