Текст и перевод песни Đorđe Balašević - Caletova Pesma

Caletova Pesma

Ne pitaj me nikad više
Zašto neven ne miriše
Ne sećam se, to je priča duga
Ne pitaj me, tu pred svima
Šta to na dnu čaše ima
Ne pitaj me nikad, zašto cugam
Bolje da šešir nemam
Pod njime đavo drema
Sneva i izvoljeva, đavo mi je kriv
Budi me u zlo doba
Za njega red ne važi
On mora sve da proba
To đavo vino traži
Ne pijem - što uživam
Nit' što mi dobro stoji
Pijem da njega napojim
Ne pitaj me, ne znam kasti
'Di će koja zvezda past
'Di će pasti dugme s mog kaputa
Na pitaj me, što na kraju
Svi kerovi za mnom laju
Ne pitaj me nikad, zašto lutam
Bolje da šešir nemam
Pod njime đavo drema
Sneva i izvoljeva, đavo mi je kriv
Budi me u zlo doba
Za njega red ne važi
On mora sve da proba
To đavo mesto traži
Ne lutam - što uživam
Nit' miris druma volim
Lutam da njega umorim
Ne pitaj me, dal' je zima
Dok po rosi s ciganima;
Brilijante za kravatu biram
Ne pitaj me, zašto ptice
Ne sleću na svake žice
Ne pitaj me nikad, zašto sviram
Bolje da šešir nemam
Pod njime đavo drema
Sneva i izvoljeva, đavo mi je kriv
Budi me u zlo doba
Za njega red ne važi
On mora sve da proba
To đavo pesmu traži
Ne, ne sviram što uživam
Nije to pesma prava
Sviram da njega uspavam

Calette's Song

Baby, don't ever ask me again
Why the daisy has no scent
I don't recall, it's a long story
Baby, don't ask me, not in front of everyone
What's that stuff at the bottom of my glass
Baby, don't you dare ask me why I'm chugging
It's better that I don't have a hat
The devil sleeps beneath it
He dreams and acts up, the devil is my excuse
He wakes me at the wrong time
Order doesn't matter to him
He has to try everything
The devil wants wine
I'm not drinking for pleasure
Nor because it does me good
I drink to quench his thirst
Baby, don't ask me, I don't know the constellations
Where each star will fall
Where the buttons from my coat will land
But ask me, what in the end
All the dogs bark after me
Baby, don't ever ask me why I wander
It's better that I don't have a hat
The devil sleeps beneath it
He dreams and acts up, the devil is my excuse
He wakes me at the wrong time
Order doesn't matter to him
He has to try everything
The devil is looking for a place
I'm not wandering for pleasure
Nor do I love the smell of the road
I wander to tire him out
Baby, don't ask me if it's winter
When I'm with the gypsies in the dew
I choose diamonds for my tie
Baby, don't ask me why the birds
Don't land on every wire
Baby, don't ever ask me why I play
It's better that I don't have a hat
The devil sleeps beneath it
He dreams and acts up, the devil is my excuse
He wakes me at the wrong time
Order doesn't matter to him
He has to try everything
The devil wants a song
No, I don't play for pleasure
It's not a real song
I play to lull him to sleep