Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kora Potočnik, artist - Arsen Dedic.
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: Bosnian
Kora Potočnik(original) |
Zbog koje sam produžavao mladost |
I volio na zaboravljen način |
Za početak: |
Širi se crnilo |
Između bijelih stupova Tivolija |
U ovom času ne mogu sastaviti njeno lice |
Koja je topla kugla |
Naslonjena na moju dušu |
Koja je pokret noćnog mora — |
Potocnik Kora |
Zbog koje sam vozio danima |
I uvjeravao se da mi je svijet suvišan |
Tajanstvo Slovenije |
Vlaga se skuplja u njenoj koži |
A usta su joj smrvljena voćka |
Nejasan put na zvuk «roga» |
Do njene šume, do njenog mora — |
Potočnik Kora |
Koja nije ona prava |
Drukčije to želim reći; |
Dobrostojeća je moja mora |
Čiji telefon godinama šuti |
I ponižava moje stare ljubavi |
Odane drugom vremenu |
Koja je pismo bez odgovora — |
Potočnik Kora |
Koja se jednom dala, tek tako |
Da bi bila još dalja |
Kao medalja na mrtvom tijelu |
I pobjegla u nečijim kolima |
Ali u jezero iza jutarnjih gora — |
Potočnik Kora |
Koja je preslišala moju mladost |
Prelistala moje albume |
Koja nas proziva |
Prema čijem su smijehu |
Moje iskustvo, Azija, ironija i diploma |
Neusporedive noći — ništa |
Zbog koje se drukčije pije i hoda |
Jedina zemlja, jedini stanovnik — |
Kora Potočnik |
Generacija o kojoj razgovaram |
Što hoće od mene? |
O, tako jednostavno padaju geografija i literatura! |
Ona ne voli, ili voli — ne voli |
Bez milosti je, bez uvjerenja |
Duša bez tajne i izvora — |
Potočnik Kora |
Koja mi je tako malo vremena ostavila |
Koja se smije dok čita svoju pjesmu |
Zbog nje su moje ljubavi stvari |
A ona je opet ideja |
Koja je uzela više no što je smjela |
Igrala se, ništa nije htjela |
Koja se ljubila kao da mora — |
Potočnik Kora |
Pa da se oprostim od one |
Kojoj treba manje ljubavi |
No što joj se daje |
Koju je moje srce samo kratko nerviralo; |
Križaljka za koju joj nedostaju |
Još dva — tri slova |
Koja je sve tajne mog života |
Kao čarobnjak u noćnom lokalu |
Sabrala u jednu pticu |
I pustila je da odluta |
Ja nešto drugo branim |
I sve ovo stvarno ne bih smio |
Pa ipak «na vašu službu» bjegunac-vojnik — |
Kora Potočnik |
(translation) |
Because of which I prolonged my youth |
And loved in a forgotten way |
Firstly: |
The blackness was spreading |
Between the white columns of Tivoli |
I can't make out her face at this hour |
Which is a warm ball |
Leaning on my soul |
What's the nightmare move— |
Kora stream |
Which made me drive for days |
And he convinced himself that the world was too much for me |
Secret of Slovenia |
Moisture collects in her skin |
And her mouth is a crushed fruit |
Vague path to horn sound |
To her forest, to her sea— |
Kora stream |
Which is not the right one |
I want to say it differently; |
Prosperous is my sea |
Whose phone has been silent for years |
And he humiliates my old loves |
Loyal to another time |
What is the unanswered letter— |
Kora stream |
Which was given once, just like that |
To be even further |
Like a medal on a dead body |
And ran away in someone's car |
But into the lake beyond the morning mountains— |
Kora stream |
Which overheard my youth |
Flipped through my albums |
Which calls us names |
According to whose laughter they are |
My experience, Asia, irony and degree |
Incomparable nights — nothing |
Because of which he drinks and walks differently |
One country, one inhabitant— |
Kora Potočnik |
The generation I'm talking about |
What does he want from me? |
Oh, that's how easy geography and literature fall! |
She does not love, or she loves — she does not love |
It is without grace, without conviction |
A soul without secret or source— |
Kora stream |
Which left me so little time |
Who laughs as she reads her poem |
Because of her, my loves are things |
And it is an idea again |
Who took more than she should have |
She was playing, she didn't want anything |
Who kissed like she had to— |
Kora stream |
So let's say goodbye to her |
Who needs less love |
But what is she doing? |
Whom my heart only vexed briefly; |
A crossword for she misses them |
Two more — three letters |
What are all the secrets of my life |
Like a wizard in a nightclub |
Collected in one bird |
And she let it wander |
I defend something else |
And I really shouldn't do all this |
And yet "at your service" fugitive-soldier— |
Kora Potočnik |