Translation of the song lyrics Prva Ljubav - Arsen Dedic

Prva Ljubav (original)

Ko mnogo daje, malo prima
Ti ni ta ne zna, draga moja
Veèeras pijem u èast prve
Od svojih ljubavi bez broja
O takvoj ljubavi ja pjevam
Upravo onoj to se plaæa
U tom ivotu tako krtom
Odlazi sve, malo se vraæa
U itak taj od jednog sata
Do ludog srca ni ne doðe
Nje nosti malo i malo tuga
Zatvori vrata i sve proðe
Èovek sam iv, nisam svetac
Milovan la no i ja sam bio
Besplatno bje e al ne marim
Jel prave nje nosti sam htio
I tako dalje teku dani
Za ovaj ivot mi smo slabi
Jer tu se uvijek neko naðe
Ne daje ni ta a sve grabi
Ne alim danas nit se kajem
Odgovor ne znam i ne pitam
Al bezbroj puta mi je dosta
Po svojoj pro losti da skitam
Zatvori vrata svojeg doma
Za san se spremaj budi sretna
A mene pusti da s borim
I sam da idem protiv vjetra
Danas ih sretnam sa malo tuge
Ko da im ni ta nisam dao
I dok ih gledam samo mislim
Gdje mi je cvijet mladosti pao
Ko mnogo daje, malo prima
Ti ni ta ne zna, draga moja
Veèeras pijem u èast prve
Od svojih ljubavi bez broja

Prva Ljubav (translation)

He who gives much receives little
You don't know either, my dear
I'm drinking in honor of the first one tonight
From his countless loves
I sing about such love
That's what she gets paid for
In that life so mole
He's leaving, he's coming back a little
In one hour
It doesn't even get to a crazy heart
There is little and little sadness
Close the door and it's all over
I am a living man, not a saint
Milovan la no and I was
It's free but I don't care
I wanted the right things
And so the days go by
We are weak for this life
Because there's always someone there
She doesn't give a damn and grabs everything
I don't regret it today
I don't know the answer and I don't ask
But I've had enough of countless times
To wander through my past
Close the door of your home
Get ready for sleep, be happy
And let me fight
And myself to go against the wind
I meet them today with a little sadness
As if I didn't give it to them either
And as I watch them I just think
Where the flower of my youth fell
He who gives much receives little
You don't know either, my dear
I'm drinking in honor of the first one tonight
From his countless loves