Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ne cvjetaju mi jorgovani, artist - Maya Berović. Date of issue: 14.10.2021
Song language: Bosnian
Ne cvjetaju mi jorgovani(original) |
| Na prozore mi tama slijeće |
| Do praga mog ni vjetar neće |
| U duši jesen, a ide proljeće |
| Proživi malo, obiđi krug |
| Pa me poljubi kô prvi put |
| Znaću da nisam živjela uzalud |
| Ne cvjetaju mi jorgovani |
| Zaboravljaju me jarani |
| Okreće mi leđa sudbina |
| Ne miriše mi bagrem bijeli |
| Svaka me suza s dušom dijeli |
| Otkad sam te ja izgubila |
| Za drugu ljubav nisam znala |
| Da ti poletiš, ja sam pala |
| Do kraja svijeta bih te čekala |
| Proživi malo, obiđi krug |
| Pa me poljubi kô prvi put |
| Znaću da nisam živjela uzalud |
| Ne cvjetaju mi jorgovani |
| Zaboravljaju me jarani |
| Okreće mi leđa sudbina |
| Ne miriše mi bagrem bijeli |
| Svaka me suza s dušom dijeli |
| Otkad sam te ja izgubila |
| Ne cvjetaju mi jorgovani |
| Zaboravljaju me jarani |
| Okreće mi leđa sudbina |
| Ne miriše mi bagrem bijeli |
| Svaka me suza s dušom dijeli |
| Otkad sam te ja izgubila |
| (translation) |
| Darkness is falling on my windows |
| Not even the wind will reach my doorstep |
| Autumn is in the soul, and spring is coming |
| Live a little, go around the circle |
| So kiss me like the first time |
| I know I didn't live in vain |
| My lilacs are not in bloom |
| My friends forget me |
| Fate is turning its back on me |
| I don't smell like white acacia |
| Every tear separates me from my soul |
| Ever since I lost you |
| I didn't know about the second love |
| To take off, I fell |
| I would wait for you until the end of the world |
| Live a little, go around the circle |
| So kiss me like the first time |
| I know I didn't live in vain |
| My lilacs are not in bloom |
| My friends forget me |
| Fate is turning its back on me |
| I don't smell like white acacia |
| Every tear separates me from my soul |
| Ever since I lost you |
| My lilacs are not in bloom |
| My friends forget me |
| Fate is turning its back on me |
| I don't smell like white acacia |
| Every tear separates me from my soul |
| Ever since I lost you |