Translation of the song lyrics Noćas Ona Nije Ona - Silente

Noćas Ona Nije Ona (original)

Ti, ti ne brineš za godine,
Meni dvije znače stotine
Ti, ti ih zoveš bore
A ja ogrebotine
I sve te tvoje hladne riječi
Su tako toplo zvučale
Daj, ugrij me tim ledom
Anđeli nas uhode
Povuci mi tlo pod nogama
Kao stolnjak na nekoj večeri
Hladan sam i samo stojim
Ma to su oni ludi ledeni glečeri
Oni ludi…
Nećeš nebo nać' na nebu
(Ukopalo se ispod kože)
Pusti me tih sila mraka
(Što nam malo smrti može?)
Puče svemir kao kreda
(Srce dežura na prvoj crti)
E, da znaju što mi znamo
(Što nam može malo smrti?)
Premda rane još ni nema
Sol je već u rukama
Kao svaki dobar svetac
Moram umrijeti u mukama
Jer za tvoje oči, trepavice
Noćas je nebo boje borovnice
Nebo mi objasni za tren
Još si moja, još sam njen
Povuci mi tlo pod nogama
Kao stolnjak na nekoj večeri
Hladan sam i samo stojim
Ma to su oni ludi ledeni glečeri
Oni ludi…
Al' noćas ona nije ona
(Netko joj čuči ispod kože)
Pusti me tih sila mraka
(Što nam malo smrti može?)
Još te čuvam, još te pazim
(Nema suza na prvoj crti)
E, da znaju što mi znamo
(Što nam može malo smrti?)

Noćas Ona Nije Ona (translation)

You, you don't care about age,
Two means hundreds to me
You, you call them wrinkles
And I scratches
And all those cold words of yours
They sounded so warm
Come on, warm me up with that ice
Angels stalk us
Pull the ground from under my feet
Like a tablecloth at a dinner party
I'm cold and just standing there
Oh, those are those crazy ice glaciers
The crazy ones...
You will not find heaven in the sky
(It got under the skin)
Let me be those forces of darkness
(What can a little death do for us?)
Cracks the universe like chalk
(The heart is on duty on the first line)
So that they know what we know
(What's a little death for us?)
Although the wound is not there yet
The salt is already in your hands
Like any good saint
I must die in agony
Because for your eyes, eyelashes
The sky is blueberry tonight
Heaven will explain to me in a moment
You're still mine, I'm still hers
Pull the ground from under my feet
Like a tablecloth at a dinner party
I'm cold and just standing there
Oh, those are those crazy ice glaciers
The crazy ones...
But tonight she is not her
(Someone crouches under her skin)
Let me be those forces of darkness
(What can a little death do for us?)
I still watch over you, I still watch over you
(No tears on the first line)
So that they know what we know
(What's a little death for us?)