Lyrics of Marim ja... - Đorđe Balašević

Marim ja... (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 zlatni 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 of my bike were spinning.
Wherever that roulette stopped was a premium.
She slid down the steps of her heel.
Views used to be pure chemistry.
Sunday started well,
final preparations for graduation.
We peered into the distance full of hope.
Across the gymnasium rampart,
like a real decor for adventure
she spilled a delicate purple wild almond.
The winds carried us away like dandelions.
Some flew easily, others fell.
And the girls became the first cats
and bad students suddenly ruled the world.
Everything sounded great to me.
I stood well those seasons.
My eyes rocked across the promenade.
And I met her by chance,
she was always wrong,
but I knew he was dreaming of that almond.
It fits all in stanza-two in the ballad:
the desert of the past minutes and these grains now.
And before the third chorus, we are no longer young.
She recently entered the "Petrograd" cafe alone.
Too many secrets in my eyes,
her finger fell into the golden shackles.
He begged me for a long time to steal it.
Hell, coffee was bitter,
but I knew that taste from somewhere:
I tried wild almonds once a long time ago.