Lyrics of Divlji badem - Đorđe Balašević

Divlji badem - Đorđe Balašević
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Divlji badem, artist - Đorđe Balašević. Album song Marim ja..., in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 31.12.1990
Record label: Djordje Balasevic
Song language: Bosnian

Divlji badem

(original)
Vrteli se točkovi
Mog bicikla
Gde god je stao taj rulet
Beše premija
Smakla se o stepenik
Njena štikla
Nekad su pogledi bili
Čista hemija
Dobro je počela nedelja
Poslednje pripreme za maturu
Virili smo u daljine
Puni nade…
Preko gimnazijskog bedema
K`o pravi dekor za avanturu
Prosuo je nežni purpur
Divlji badem
Poneli nas vetrovi
K`o maslačke
Jedni su leteli lako
Drugi padali
I curice su postale
Prve mačke
A loši đaci odjednom
Svetom vladali
Sve mi je odlično zvučalo
Dobro sam stajao
Tih sezona
Ljuljale me oči širom
Promenade
A nju sam sretao slučajno
Uvek je s` pogrešnim
Bila ona
Ali znao sam da sanja
Onaj badem
Stane sve u strofu, dve
U baladi
Pustinja prošlih minuta
I ova zrna sad`
I pred treći refren već
Nismo mladi
Ušla je nedavno sama
U kafe «Petrograd»
Suviše tajni u očima
U zlati okov joj prstić pao
Molio me dugi pogled
Da je kradem
Dovraga
Kafa je gorčila
Al' taj sam ukus odnekud znao
Probao sam jednom davno
Divlji badem…
(translation)
The wheels were spinning
My bike
Wherever that roulette stopped
It was a premium
She slipped on the steps
Her heels
There used to be views
Pure chemistry
The week started well
Final preparations for graduation
We peered into the distance
Full of hope…
Across the high school rampart
Like a real decor for adventure
He spilled a gentle purple
Wild almond
The winds took us
Like dandelions
Some flew easily
Others fell
And the girls became
The first cats
And bad students at once
They ruled the world
Everything sounded great to me
I stood well
Those seasons
My eyes rocked wide
Promenade
And I met her by chance
It's always wrong
It was her
But I knew he was dreaming
That almond
It fits all in the stanza, two
In the ballad
The desert of the past minutes
And these grains now
And before the third chorus already
We are not young
She entered recently alone
In the cafe "Petrograd"
Too many secrets in the eyes
Her finger fell into the gold shackles
He begged me for a long look
To steal it
Hell
The coffee was bitter
But I knew that taste from somewhere
I tried it a long time ago
Wild almond…
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Artist lyrics: Đorđe Balašević