Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sevdalinka, artist - Đorđe Balašević. Album song Devedesete, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Record label: Djordje Balasevic
Song language: Bosnian
Sevdalinka(original) |
Štagod noćas da zapevam |
Vući će na sevdalinku |
Usnuo sam čobanicu |
Uplakanu u šljiviku |
Grom udari, planu seno |
Rasturi se stado njeno |
Zaplete se dim na uvojku |
Reče da se zove Bosna |
Čudno ime za devojku? |
Nekom Drina teče desno |
Nekom Drina lijevo teče |
Sve da teče u dubinu |
Na dve pole svet da seče |
Znam tajni gaz, moje lane |
Most se pruži gde ja stanem |
Sve da vuku me konji vrani |
Nema meni jedne strane, dok si ti na drugoj strani |
Osta ovaj stari kompas u grudima |
A po polju nikli zabrani |
Crne senke što se gnezde |
U ljudima nadleću me kao gavrani |
Nekada sam putovao po mjesecu |
Kroz vilajet pun hajdučije |
A sada me oči ljudske |
Plaše više nego vučije |
Stoputa su prijatelji |
U molitvi pomenuti |
Dal' će mi se radovati? |
Ili glavu okrenuti? |
Šta slagati? |
Šta im kasti? |
Svet ne možeš pesmom spasti |
Njine brige me i noćas brinu |
Dok se spremam na put kući, u tuđinu… |
Svetom smo se rasipali ko đerdani |
Nosili nas nebom ćilimi |
Da li su to stvarno bili bolji dani |
Ili smo to bolji bili mi? |
Nekad smo se bratimili po pogledu |
Sluteći da isto sanjamo |
I Bogu je prosto bilo |
Krstimo l' se ili klanjamo |
(translation) |
Whatever I sing tonight |
He will pull on the sevdalinka |
I fell asleep to the shepherdess |
Crying in the plum tree |
Thunder strikes, haymaking |
Her flock was scattered |
Smoke entangled in the curl |
He said his name was Bosnia |
Strange name for a girl? |
For some, the Drina flows to the right |
For some, the Drina flows to the left |
Everything to flow in depth |
To cut the world in two fields |
I know the secret draft, my lane |
The bridge stretches where I stop |
Everything to be pulled by horses and crows |
There is no one side to me while you are on the other side |
This old compass remains in his chest |
And a ban grew in the field |
Nesting black shadows |
In humans, they overwhelm me like ravens |
I used to travel by the moon |
Through a vilayet full of bandits |
And now my eyes are human |
They scare more than wolves |
They are friends a hundred times |
Mentioned in prayer |
Will I be happy? |
Or turn your head? |
What to lie about? |
What castes them? |
You can't save the world with a song |
Her worries worry me tonight |
As I prepare to travel home, to a foreign land… |
We were scattered around the world like necklaces |
They carried us across the sky carpets |
Were those really better days |
Or were we better? |
We used to be brothers in looks |
Guessing we're dreaming the same thing |
And it was easy for God |
Whether we are baptized or worshiped |