Nema mi do tvoga lipog glasa
I don't have a way to your beautiful voice
Da mi lipe riči piva
To sing beautiful words to me
Ka u ono prvo vrime
Like in those early days
Da me dira, da me dira
For it to touch me, to touch me
Draga pisma tila tvog
The precious song of your body
Tvoju jubav skrila san pod skute
I hid your love under my petticoat
Da je moja, samo moja
So it could be mine, only mine
Šta te to iz moga dvora
What was it from my court
Tira priko sinjeg mora
that made you go across the blue sea?
Di je srića rekla bog...
where happiness said goodbye...
Daj mi reci, di ćeš sam
Tell me where are you off to alone?
Praznih ruku slab i nevojan
empty handed, weak and unwilling;
Kome triba čovik nesritan
who needs an unhappy man?
Samo ja te jubit znan...
only I know how to kiss you...
I daj mi reci di ćeš ti,
And tell me where are you off to?
Tek smo sad za život zrili mi
we are only now ripe enough for life
Kad smo već ga pola zgazili
when we've already stomped out half of it
I na leđima svojim prinili
and on our backs carried
Težak teret jubavi,
The heavy burden of love,
teret jubavi ...
the burden of love ...
čemu život ako se ne dili
What's life for if not to be shared
I na stini i na svili,
On a rock and on silk?
Nismo crni niti bili
We weren't even that unlucky
Već zbog vrile krvi krivi
Only guilty from our boiling blood,
Grišimo ka judi svi...
We make mistakes like all people do ...
Tvoju jubav skrila san pod skute
I hid your love under my petticoat
Da je moja, samo moja
So it could be mine, only mine
Šta te to iz moga dvora
What was it from my court
Tira priko sinjeg mora
that made you go across the blue sea?
Di je srića rekla bog...
where happiness said goodbye...