Translation of the song lyrics 100 Dinara - Maya Berović

100 Dinara (original)

Nije hrabar ko je lud, već ko noćas nema kud
A ja luda, ne znam gdje ću, kod koga, sem tebe nemam nikoga
Nije gluv ko ne čuje, već ko srcu vjeruje
Pa svaki otrov rađe od meda kuša i svoju pamet ne sluša
Na koljenima, došla sam
Na koljenima, odlazim
Na koljenima, moliću da se vratiš
Sto dinara, dodaj mi za taksi, dođavola trista nek' se nosim
Sto dinara, više i ne vrijedim kad, kad za ljubav prosim
Sto dinara, dodaj mi za taksi, na popustu su tvoje skupe greške
Sto dinara za noćas je dosta, sutra ću opet da ti dođem pješke
Nije grešan ko je kriv, već ko ne zna da je živ
I pusta druge da ga lažima smire, pa svako malo on umire
Nije slep ko ne vidi, već ko drugom zavidi
Od svojih bolesti taj boluje uvjek, jer pogrešan im daje lijek
Na koljenima, došla sam
Na koljenima, odlazim
Na koljenima, moliću da se vratiš
Sto dinara, dodaj mi za taksi, dođavola trista nek' se nosim
Sto dinara, više i ne vrijedim kad, kad za ljubav prosim
Sto dinara, dodaj mi za taksi, na popustu su tvoje skupe greške
Sto dinara za noćas je dosta, sutra ću opet da ti dođem pješke
Sto dinara, dodaj mi za taksi, dođavola trista nek' se nosim
Sto dinara, više i ne vrijedim kad, kad za ljubav prosim
Sto dinara, dodaj mi za taksi, na popustu su tvoje skupe greške
Sto dinara za noćas je dosta, sutra ću opet da ti dođem pješke

100 Dinara (translation)

He is not brave who is crazy, but who has nowhere to go tonight
And I'm crazy, I don't know where I'm going, with whom, I don't have anyone but you
He who does not hear is not deaf, but he who believes in the heart
Well, he tastes every poison rather than honey and does not listen to his mind
On my knees, I came
On my knees, I'm leaving
On your knees, I beg you to return
One hundred dinars, give me a taxi, damn three hundred, let me go
One hundred dinars, I'm not worth more when, when I ask for love
One hundred dinars, give me a taxi, your expensive mistakes are at a discount
One hundred dinars for tonight is enough, tomorrow I will come to you on foot again
It is not sin who is guilty, but who does not know that he is alive
And he lets others calm him down with lies, so every now and then he dies
He is not blind who does not see, but who envies others
He always suffers from his illnesses, because he gives them the wrong medicine
On my knees, I came
On my knees, I'm leaving
On your knees, I beg you to return
One hundred dinars, give me a taxi, damn three hundred, let me go
One hundred dinars, I'm not worth more when, when I ask for love
One hundred dinars, give me a taxi, your expensive mistakes are at a discount
One hundred dinars for tonight is enough, tomorrow I will come to you on foot again
One hundred dinars, give me a taxi, damn three hundred, let me go
One hundred dinars, I'm not worth more when, when I ask for love
One hundred dinars, give me a taxi, your expensive mistakes are at a discount
One hundred dinars for tonight is enough, tomorrow I will come to you on foot again