Translation of the song lyrics Voulez vous couche avec moi - Ana Nikolic

Voulez vous couche avec moi (original)

Da li si žedan druže moj? Reci šta piješ
Dugo te nisam videla, nemoj da ideš
Znam, dala sam te njoj
I stvarno mogla je da mi okrene broj
Makar da pita kako sam, da kaže «Hvala»
Što sam joj život sredila i ulepšala
Jer verovatno bi sama starila
Da sam rekla ti «Da»
Ja na svoju štetu fer sam ispala
Al' noćas nisam tako humana
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Znam da me želiš
Ne tražim da se sad kod mene preseliš
Al' vreme došlo je
Da mi se ti zahvališ 'mesto nje
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Čega se bojiš?
Nestaće miris moj čim se preznojiš
Ma i da sazna sve
Tuge će nam ostati intimne
Zato brzo pokrij me i u srce sakrij me
Odavno tajnu ljubav tu jastukom davim
Onda u život vraćam je, time se bavim
Jer dala sam te njoj
I stvarno mogla je da mi okrene broj
Ja na svoju štetu fer sam ispala
Al' noćas nisam tako humana
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Znam da me želiš
Ne tražim da se sad kod mene preseliš
Al' vreme došlo je
Da mi se ti zahvališ 'mesto nje
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Čega se bojiš?
Nestaće miris moj čim se preznojiš
Ma i da sazna sve
Tuge će nam ostati intimne
Zato brzo pokrij me i u srce sakrij me
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Znam da me želiš
Ne tražim da se sad kod mene preseliš
Al' vreme došlo je
Da mi se ti zahvališ 'mesto nje
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Čega se bojiš?
Nestaće miris moj čim se preznojiš
Ma i da sazna sve
Tuge će nam ostati intimne
Zato brzo pokrij me i u srce sakrij me

Voulez vous couche avec moi (translation)

Are you parched, my comrade? Tell me—what draught haunts your lips
Long have I missed the shape of you—don’t vanish now into the dusk
I know: I bestowed you upon her, my gift and my surrender
And truly, she could have summoned me, spun the old dial of fate
If only to ask after my shadow, to utter a single ‘thank you’—
For I smoothed her tangled days, adorned her life with borrowed sunlight
For she would have weathered the years alone, a candle guttering on her own
Had I pronounced that fateful ‘yes’ and bound your course to mine
To my own cost, I played the just hand—
But tonight, mercy is a stranger at my door
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
I read your longing as one reads cinders for portents
I do not ask you to anchor yourself in my world tonight
But night’s hourglass is spent—it is time, my dear
Let gratitude flow from you to me; let her rest in ignorance
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
What is it that makes you tremble so?
My fragrance will disperse when the fever of skin finds you
Even if all were unravelled, secrets spilled like spilled wine
Our sorrows would remain whisper-bound, veiled in intimacy
So shroud me swiftly—let your heart be my hidden alcove
Long have I smothered this secret ardor under the pillow’s weight
Then I breathe her back to life—the old conjurer’s trick
For I relinquished you to her, vanished from the page
And truly, she could have summoned me, spun the old dial of fate
To my own cost, I played the just hand—
But tonight, mercy is a stranger at my door
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
I read your longing as one reads cinders for portents
I do not ask you to anchor yourself in my world tonight
But night’s hourglass is spent—it is time, my dear
Let gratitude flow from you to me; let her rest in ignorance
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
What is it that makes you tremble so?
My fragrance will disperse when the fever of skin finds you
Even if all were unravelled, secrets spilled like spilled wine
Our sorrows would remain whisper-bound, veiled in intimacy
So shroud me swiftly—let your heart be my hidden alcove
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
I read your longing as one reads cinders for portents
I do not ask you to anchor yourself in my world tonight
But night’s hourglass is spent—it is time, my dear
Let gratitude flow from you to me; let her rest in ignorance
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
What is it that makes you tremble so?
My fragrance will disperse when the fever of skin finds you
Even if all were unravelled, secrets spilled like spilled wine
Our sorrows would remain whisper-bound, veiled in intimacy
So shroud me swiftly—let your heart be my hidden alcove