Translation of the song Nekako S Proljeća artist Crvena jabuka
Nekako S Proljeća
Somehow with the spring
Nekako s proljeća,
Somehow with the spring
Uvjek meni doluta
To me comes
Neka čežnja tamna,
This dark longing
Tiha mudrost davna.
This silent wisdom from far away
Spuštam ja stare kofere
I lower my old suitcases
Na perone sudbine,
On the platform of fate
To je miris zrelih godina,
This is the smell of ripe years
Moja kaput baš je težak,
My coat is heavy
najdraža.
My dear one
Nekako s proljeća,
Somehow with the spring
Ja se sjetim starih drugova.
I remember my old friends
Probude se u meni
In me awaken
Svi derneci pijani.
All the celebrating drunks (? lol)
Tad nosim stare cipele,
Then I wear old shoes
one znaju moje ulice.
They know my streets
To je boja crnoponoćna,
The colour is pitch black
Moje koraci baš su teški,
My steps are so heavy
najdraža.
My dear one
I opet taj osećaj samoće,
And once again that feeling of loneliness
Kad neće nikog mene krene i hoće.
When no one is doing well, I am
I opet mrakom svoje pjesme bojim,
And once again I paint my songs with darkness
pijan od želje za usnama tvojim.
Drunk of the desire for your lips
Sav sam ti od ludila,
I am crazy (?)
Nekako s proljeća.
Somehow with the spring
Nekako s proljeća,
Somehow with the spring
Sjeti mene nepravda,
The injustice reminds me
Na pobede, poraze,
Of wins, losses
I sve lažne obzire.
And of all the fake considerations
Napravim račun praštanja,
I say my goodbyes
Popijem pusta maštanja.
Drink the deserted fantasies
To je ukus ljepog kajanja.
This is the taste of sweet regret
Moji kapci baš su teški.
My eyelids are so tired
najdraža.
My dear one
Nekako s proljeća,
Somehow with the spring
Noć mi oči otvara.
The night opens my eyes
Nemam san da uhvatim,
I cannot catch any sleep
Nema dana da ne izgubim.
There aren't days when I don't lose
A hoću da te vodim ja,
I want to love you
Tragom sunca, jugom maslina,
With the trace of the sun, the southern olives (???)
To je dodir tvojih bedara.
That is the touch of your cloth
Moja duša, baš te voli,
My soul, loves you so
najdraža.
My dear one
I opet taj osećaj samoće,
And once again that feeling of loneliness
Kad neće nikog mene krene i hoće.
When no one is doing well, I am
I opet mrakom svoje pjesme bojim,
And once again I paint my songs with darkness
pijan od želje za usnama tvojim.
Drunk of the desire for your lips
Sav sam ti od ludila,
I am crazy
Nekako s proljeća.
Somehow with the spring
Sav sam ti od ludila,
I am crazy
Nekako s proljeća.
Somehow with the spring
Sav sam ti od ludila,
Sav sam ti od ludila, _ I am crazy
Bez tebe, s proljeca.
Without you, with/in spring