Translation of the song lyrics Azra - Hari Mata Hari

Azra (original)

Rjeci, sta su rjeci, tek malo usne pomaknes,
rjeci sta su rjeci, kad nista vazno ne kazes,
nije ljubav nikad, na usnama bila,
to je samo tajna na dnu svakog srca skrivena.
Refren
Ti znas moja Azra, da je ljubav uvek kazna,
onom ko vise zavoli, ti znas moja Azra
u ocima kad nema sjaja,
bolje bolan kraj neg bol bez kraja.
Uzmi, samo uzmi, imam ja tog i previse,
bogat ili siromah na kraju sve se izbrise,
nije ljubav nikad, na usnama bila,
to je samo tajna na dnu svakog srca skrivena.
Refren
Ti znas moja Azra, da je ljubav uvek kazna,
onom ko vise zavoli, ti znas moja Azra
u ocima kad nema sjaja,
bolje bolan kraj neg bol bez kraja.
Ti, zbog mene ne brini zatvori oci
nek usne ti za sve budu njeme,
samo Bog zna za sve ima ljeka i sve dodje
u pravo vreme svakom ko zna, ko zna da ceka.
refren
Ti znas moja Azra, da je ljubav uvek kazna,
onom ko vise zavoli, ti znas moja Azra
u ocima kad nema sjaja,
bolje bolan kraj, neg bol bez kraja.
Bolje bolan kraj neg bol bez kraja.

(translation)

Words, what are words, you move your lips a little,
words are words when you don't say anything important,
love has never been on the lips,
it is just a secret at the bottom of every heart hidden.
Chorus
You know my Azra, that love is always a punishment,
to him who loves more, you know my Azra
in the eyes when there is no shine,
better a painful end than endless pain.
Take it, just take it, I have too much of that,
rich or poor eventually everything is erased,
love has never been on the lips,
it is just a secret at the bottom of every heart hidden.
Chorus
You know my Azra, that love is always a punishment,
to him who loves more, you know my Azra
in the eyes when there is no shine,
better a painful end than endless pain.
You, don't worry about me, close your eyes
let your lips be silent for all,
only God knows there is a cure for everything and everything comes
at the right time to anyone who knows, who knows how to wait.
chorus
You know my Azra, that love is always a punishment,
to him who loves more, you know my Azra
in the eyes when there is no shine,
better a painful end, than endless pain.
Better a poor horse than no horse at all.