U Ljubljanu na svirku, stigao sam vozom,
To a party in Ljubljana I arrived by train
na peronu gužva, ona je čekala.
On the platform were many people, but she was waiting for me
Dosadjivali su putem klopom i lozom,
They were annoying me during the ride, with food and brandy
sav sam se topio pod njenim prstima.
I was melting away under her fingers
Rekla mi je: slušaj, mali moj Bosanac,
She told me: Listen my little Bosnian,
djevojčici svojoj daj sitno obećanje,
To your girl you have to make a little promise,
kulturan i fin da bićeš kao stranac,
Cultured and nice, you will be as a stranger
sad ko levac što ga pale, čim predje preko grane.
Not like a fool that gets hyped up
Tu noć u Riju,
That night in Rio*
medju staničnim radnicama i vojnicima,
Between station workers and soldiers
častio sam nju,
I was giving out drinks for her,
nekim užasno bljutavim,
Some really stale,
austrijskim vinima.
Austrian wine
Mojca, Mojca, daj me poišti,
Mojca, Mojca, give me a look
jer to hoću dobit,
Because that is what I want
aha, hajde bona.
Aha, come on girl
Mojca, Mojca, ja sam ko i ti,
Mojca, Mojca, I am just like you
daj pridi, da pri tebi prespim,
Come on, let me sleep with you
aha, misli ona.
Aha, that is what she wants
Šaputala je nježno, mili moj Bosanac,
She whispered softly: My dear Bosnian,
ima nešto u tvojoj priči o meraku.
There is some truth in your talk about beauty
A ja k'o mezimac, što mu fali lanac,
And I'm like puppy without a chain
te sam se noći izgubio u mraku.
That night I got lost in the darkness
Ljubljanskom mraku.
In the darkness of Ljubljana
Mojca, Mojca, daj me poišti,
Mojca, Mojca, give me a look
Mojca, Mojca, ja sam ko i ti.
Because that is what I want