Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Moja Pjesma, artist - Dino Merlin. Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Song language: Bosnian
Moja Pjesma(original) |
| Daleko je moja kuća |
| Bijela kafa i pogača vruća |
| Na ormaru dunja žuta |
| Koliko je mirisala puta |
| Na ormaru dunja žuta |
| Koliko je mirisala puta |
| Daleko je moj mali zamak |
| U avliji još miriše zambak |
| Ali nema nikog da ga bere |
| Nema nikog da mu sofru stere |
| Ali nema nikog da ga bere |
| Nema mene da mi sofru stere |
| I noćas sama mati stara |
| S čet'ri zida razgovara |
| Sklapa ruke, sklapa oči |
| I umire u samoći |
| Imala je jednog sina |
| Njemu draža bi tuđina |
| Njemu tuđe biješe slađe |
| I što traži to i nađe |
| Njemu tuđe biješe slađe |
| I što traži to i nađe |
| Imala je samo jednu želju |
| Da ga vidi dok je živa |
| Da ga ranom zorom budi |
| Teško njemu od Boga i ljudi |
| Da ga ranom zorom budi |
| Teško meni od Boga i ljudi |
| I noćas sama mati stara |
| S čet'ri zida razgovara |
| Sklapa ruke, sklapa oči |
| I umire u samoći |
| (translation) |
| My house is far away |
| White coffee and hot cake |
| Quince yellow on the closet |
| How many times she smelled |
| Quince yellow on the closet |
| How many times she smelled |
| My little castle is far away |
| The courtyard still smells of castle |
| But there is no one to pick it up |
| There is no one to steal his sofa |
| But there is no one to pick it up |
| There is no me to steal my sofa |
| And tonight the mother herself is old |
| He talks to four walls |
| He folds his arms, closes his eyes |
| And he dies in solitude |
| She had one son |
| He would prefer a stranger |
| To him, someone else's was sweeter |
| And what he seeks, he finds |
| To him, someone else's was sweeter |
| And what he seeks, he finds |
| She had only one wish |
| To see him while she's alive |
| To wake him at dawn |
| Woe to him from God and men |
| To wake him at dawn |
| Woe to me from God and men |
| And tonight the mother herself is old |
| He talks to four walls |
| He folds his arms, closes his eyes |
| And he dies in solitude |