Lyrics of Nedostaje mi naša ljubav - Đorđe Balašević

Nedostaje mi naša ljubav (original)

Na jastuku… Bdim na ponoćnoj straži kao stari posustali ratnik
Kom svaki put od riznice neba jedva zapadne mesečev zlatnik…
Pod oklopom drhti košuta plaha večno gonjena tamnim obrisima straha
Koja strepi i od mirnih obronaka sna…
Nedostaje mi naša ljubav, mila… Bez nje se život kruni uzalud…
Nedostaješ mi ti, kakva si bila… Nedostajem mi ja… Onako lud…
Ja znam da vreme ne voli heroje… I da je svaki hram ukaljalo…
Al meni, eto, ništa sem nas dvoje nije valjalo…
Kad potražim put u središte sebe, staze bivaju tešnje i tešnje…
I skrijem se u zaklon tvog uha kao minđuša od duple trešnje…
Al uspevam da jos jednom odolim da prošapućem da te noćas ruski volim…
Šta su reči… Kremen što se izliže kad tad…
Nedostaje mi naša ljubav, mila… A bez nje ovaj kurjak menja ćud…
Nedostaješ mi ti, kakva si bila… Nedostajem mi ja… Onako lud…
Ja znam da vreme svemu menja boje… I da je silan sjaj pomračilo…
Al meni, eto, ništa sem nas dvoje nije značilo…
Ponekad još u moj filcani šešir spustiš osmeh ko čarobni cekin…
I tad sam svoj… Jer ma kako me zvali ja sam samo tvoj lični Harlekin…
Ponekad još… Suza razmaže tintu… I ko domina padne zid u lavirintu…
Tako prosto… Ponekad još stignemo do nas…
Nedostaje mi naša ljubav, mila… Bez nje uz moje vene puže stud…
Nedostaješ mi ti, kakva si bila… Nedostajem mi ja… Onako lud…
Ja znam da vreme uvek uzme svoje… I ne znam što bi nas poštedelo?
Al meni, eto, ništa sem nas dvoje nije vredelo…

(translation)

On the pillow im I watch the midnight guard like an old fallen warrior
Every time from the treasury of the sky, the moon's gold coin barely falls…
Under the armor, the timid hind trembles, eternally chased by the dark outlines of fear
Who is afraid of the peaceful slopes of sleep…
I miss our love, darling… Without it, life is crowned in vain…
I miss you, the way you were… I miss you… So crazy…
I know that time does not like heroes… And that every temple has defiled…
But to me, here, nothing but the two of us was good…
When I look for a way to the center of myself, the paths become narrower and narrower…
And I hide in the shelter of your ear like a double cherry earring…
But I manage to resist once again whispering that I love you in Russian tonight…
What are the words… Flint that slips out then…
I miss our love, darling… And without it, this cock changes the mood…
I miss you, the way you were… I miss you… So crazy…
I know that time changes the colors of everything… And that the strong glow darkened…
But to me, it meant nothing but the two of us…
Sometimes you put a smile like magic sequin in my felt hat…
And then I'm my own… Because no matter what you call me I'm just your personal Harlequin…
Sometimes more… Tears smear ink… And who dominates the wall in the labyrinth…
So simple… Sometimes we still get to us…
I miss our love, darling… Without it the cold creeps along my veins…
I miss you, the way you were… I miss you… So crazy…
I know that time always takes its toll… And I don't know what would spare us?
But to me, here, nothing but the two of us was worth it…