Translation of the song lyrics Kad Je Noć Hladna I Zvjezdana (Emira) - Crvena jabuka

Kad Je Noć Hladna I Zvjezdana (Emira) (original)

Doš'o je iz nekog sela Bogu za leđima
Nije se nad’o gradu i kulama, tek da pokuša
To ga je dovelo skoro do ludila
Dani k’o ciganska godina pivo i rakija
Nedjeljom koliko može, on se dotjera
Pa cipel cugom do arilja gdje je radila, Emira
Sa njim se još kao dijete igrala
Bila mu je ko rođena, jedina
Kojoj može da se izjada
Emira
Sjetiš li se rodnih krajeva
Zimi kada zviždi košava
I snijeg napada
Emira
Kada čujem kuknjavu vjetrova
Više me je strah Beograda
Od onih naših vukova
Nedelja nekako čudno prazna birtija
Rekli su mu da je otišla s nekim gazdom iz kraljeva
I danas dan kruži priča među alasima
Kad je noć hladna i zvjezdana
K’o da iz rijeke neko doziva, nekoga
Emira
Sjetiš li se rodnih krajeva
Zimi kada zviždi košava
I snijeg napada
Emira
Kada čujem kuknjavu vjetrova
Više me je strah Beograda
Od onih naših vukova
Emira
Sjetiš li se rodnih krajeva
Zimi kada zviždi košava
I snijeg napada
Emira
Kada čujem kuknjavu vjetrova
Više me je strah Beograda
Od onih naših vukova

Kad Je Noć Hladna I Zvjezdana (Emira) (translation)

He came from a village behind God's back
He did not hope for the city and the towers, just to try
That drove him almost insane
Days like a gypsy year beer and brandy
On Sundays as much as he can, he dresses up
Well shoe booze to arilje where she worked, Emir
She played with him as a child
She was the only one born to him
Which can be eaten
Emir
Do you remember your hometown
In winter when the basket whistles
And snow attacks
Emir
When I hear the wailing of the winds
I am more afraid of Belgrade
From those of our wolves
Sunday is a strangely empty bar
He was told that she had gone with some boss from the kings
Even today, the story is circulating among the Alaskans
When the night is cold and starry
It's like calling someone from the river, someone
Emir
Do you remember your hometown
In winter when the basket whistles
And snow attacks
Emir
When I hear the wailing of the winds
I am more afraid of Belgrade
From those of our wolves
Emir
Do you remember your hometown
In winter when the basket whistles
And snow attacks
Emir
When I hear the wailing of the winds
I am more afraid of Belgrade
From those of our wolves