Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Moja Mala Židovko, artist - Dino Merlin. Album song Hotel Nacional, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Record label: croatia, Magaza
Song language: Bosnian
Moja Mala Židovko(original) |
Vrijeme kao da nešto skriva |
Od mojih prozora mrak pravi ogledala |
Znam samo to da si živa |
I da prkosiš još, da se nisi predala |
Koje misli čovjek sad da zove saveznicama |
Koje riječi da izgovara |
Kome da vjeruje |
Znam, nema slika koje mogu |
Da izbrišu godine nepovjerenja |
Nema riječi koje mogu |
Da opišu stradanja i poniženja |
Stop za sve što sam ja, za sve moje ideale |
Al' evo, živ sam i nasmijan |
Moje riječi nisu pucale |
Sakrit ćemo se od demokratije |
Od svih tih boraca za ljudska prava, od država |
Pobjeći ćemo od apatije |
Poljima posutim makom |
Na ruci s nekom novom trakom |
Moja mala djevojko |
Moja mala Židovko |
Moja mala djevojko |
Mi dobro znamo kako je to |
Kad pristojni ljudi glave okreću |
Samo se čuje escajg za večerom |
Došli smo ovdje jedni drugima |
Reći šta nas boli, onako iskreno |
Ovo je požarno tlo |
Na kojem isto zlo dobro zaklanja |
Samo je jedna iskra dovoljna |
Ili da plane sve ili da sve obasja |
(translation) |
Time seems to be hiding something |
Darkness makes mirrors out of my windows |
All I know is that you're alive |
And to defy more, not to give up |
What a man thinks now to call allies |
What words to pronounce |
Who to trust |
I know, there are no pictures I can take |
To erase years of mistrust |
There are no words I can |
To describe suffering and humiliation |
Stop for all that I am, for all my ideals |
But here I am, alive and smiling |
My words did not crack |
We will hide from democracy |
Of all those human rights activists, of the state |
We will escape apathy |
Poppy-sprinkled fields |
On hand with some new tape |
My little girl |
My little Jew |
My little girl |
We know very well what it is like |
When decent people turn their heads |
You can only hear the cutlery at dinner |
We came here to each other |
To say what hurts us, honestly |
This is a fire ground |
On which the same evil slaughters the good |
Just one spark is enough |
Either to burn everything or to illuminate everything |