Translation of the song lyrics Vera Pavladoljska - Arsen Dedic

Vera Pavladoljska (original)

Udvarao sam se nepoznatoj devojci
U kanjonu Tare kod Kolašina
Govorio istine na svim jezicima
Žario i palio da ih poveruje
A sećao sam se da si mi najkrupnije laži
Verovala
Vera Pavladoljska
Pevao je slavuj sa grlom grlice
U zavičaju me jedno drvo na te potsećalo
Hvalio sam se da si luda za mnom
Cela plaža da ti se uzalud udvara
Kako te teram da ideš iz glave
I kako nećeš
Vera Pavladoljska
Ronio u najdublje, bežao u šume
Da te glasno zovem, da niko ne čuje
Bio sujeveran, molio prolaznike
Da te ne zamišljaju, da te ostave na miru
Čeznuo da ceo dan prolaziš kraj mene
A da se ne okrenem
Vera Pavladoljska
Po nevremenu ja sam lovio na ruke
Med zlatnih meridijana u vodi
Opisivao oči jedne žene mesec dana
U vozovima bez reda mnoge saputnice
Ubedio da su mi sve u životu
Misleci na tebe
Vera Pavladoljska
Slovoslagači su sretni dok ovu pesmu slažu
U mrtvim i lažnim jezicima, u pogrešnim naglascima
Nekoliko država tvrdi da si njina
Ti si na svoje ime ljubomorna
Ko će uhvatiti sjaj samoglasnika
Koje ptica kuka
Vera Pavladoljska?

Vera Pavladoljska (translation)

I was courting an unknown girl
In the canyon of Tara near Kolašin
He spoke the truth in all languages
He burned and burned to believe them
And I remembered that you were my biggest lie
She believed
Vera Pavladoljska
The nightingale sang with the throat of a turtledove
In my homeland, a tree reminded me of you
I bragged that you were crazy about me
The whole beach to court you in vain
How I make you go out of your head
And how can you not
Vera Pavladoljska
He dived into the deepest, fled into the woods
To call you out loud, so no one hears
He was superstitious, begging passers-by
Not to be imagined, to be left alone
I longed for you to pass me all day
Not to turn around
Vera Pavladoljska
During the storm, I hunted on my hands
Honey of golden meridians in water
He described the eyes of a woman for a month
Many companions on trains without order
Convinced that they were everything in my life
Thinking of you
Vera Pavladoljska
The songwriters are happy as they compose this song
In dead and false languages, in the wrong accents
Several states claim to be hers
You are jealous in your own name
Who will catch the glow of the vowel
What a bird hooks
Vera Pavladoljska?