Translation of the song lyrics Gospodine - Emina Sandal, Natasa Bekvalac

Gospodine (original)

Ja nisam igračka da me baciš
Pa iz momenta na noge vratiš
Kô, kao za sve žene — ne važi za mene
Ti nisi s neba sišô da te gledam kô
Kô, kao dragom Bogu da se molimo
Oprosti mi, al' moram bol za bol
Gospodine, ko te noćas posla da te prevarim
Kao stari kaput da te odbacim, ja sam ti na rubu živaca
Gospodine, s njom si bio juče — sa njom nastavi
Kad ti duša pukne njoj je ostavi, ja sam ti skupa krpica
Ja, ja sam noći pila sve bez kajanja
Hej, svakom ime bila i rok trajanja
Kao za sve žene, ne važi za mene
Gospodine, ko te noćas posla da te prevarim
Kao stari kaput da te odbacim, ja sam ti na rubu živaca
Gospodine, s njom si bio juče — sa njom nastavi
Kad ti duša pukne njoj je ostavi, ja sam ti skupa krpica
Gospodine
Gospodine
Ja sam ti na rubu živaca
Gospodine, ko te noćas posla da te prevarim
Kao stari kaput da te odbacim, ja sam ti na rubu živaca
Gospodine, s njom si bio juče — sa njom nastavi
Kad ti duša pukne njoj je ostavi, ja sam ti skupa krpica

Gospodine (translation)

I'm not a toy to throw at me
So from the moment you get back on your feet
As for all women, it doesn't apply to me
You didn't come down from heaven to look at you
Like, as a dear God to pray
Forgive me, but I must ache for pain
Sir, who sent you tonight to deceive you
Like an old coat to throw you away, I'm on the edge of your nerves
Sir, you were with her yesterday - go on with her
When your soul breaks, leave it to her, I am your expensive rag
Me, I drank everything at night without remorse
Hey, every name had a shelf life
As with all women, it doesn't apply to me
Sir, who sent you tonight to deceive you
Like an old coat to throw you away, I'm on the edge of your nerves
Sir, you were with her yesterday - go on with her
When your soul breaks, leave it to her, I am your expensive rag
Sir
Sir
I'm on your nerves
Sir, who sent you tonight to deceive you
Like an old coat to throw you away, I'm on the edge of your nerves
Sir, you were with her yesterday - go on with her
When your soul breaks, leave it to her, I am your expensive rag