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Balada Disidenta (traduzione in Inglese)

  • Artista: Beogradski Sindikat (Београдски Синдикат)
  • Canzone: Balada Disidenta 10 traduzioni
  • Traduzioni: Ceco, Francese, Greco, Inglese #1, #2, Italiano, Russo, Spagnolo, Tedesco, Turco
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Dissident's ballad

Versioni: #1#2
Do you remember how it was before,
After everything that remains, my Belgrade
 
I remember, long ago, in "Golden pitcher",
For the first time saw a microphone, stood on a table,
In the shadow of old chestnut tree, where my darling disappeared,
I've carved a name, threw first rimes,
I've grew up on songs of old bohems,
And stories of fishermen who are gone now,
Forged myself with the best, in smoked taverns,
Courted ladies, gambled with usurers,
Sometimes I'd go home fortunate, sometimes I'd lose everything,
Sometimes hugging women, sometimes kissing the pavement,
And I never judged myself, whenever I woke up,
Pain was the same, it became my friend,
So I collected memories, like scars to remind me,
That it wasn't everything so cold and grey,
That blood red as wine, colored the night,
Through reflections in glasses, those were your eyes,
And I had to leave, the carriage waited for me,
Belgrade goodbye, I still have so much to tell you.
 
Chorus (x2)
Do you remember how it was before,
After everything that remains, my Belgrade
 
Forget me darling, forget that I love you,
Continue to live, maybe I no longer exist,
I embrace memories in the dark, while I color them with a key for happiness,
To not think about screams, that I hear down the hall,
While I'm struggling with wounds, I dream about,
Getting drunk off wine, rakia and tambourines,
Old violin, and torn voices,
Sad gipsy song, smoke and broken glasses,
With my bohems, I'm shouting at the table,
Throw lyrics, recite, fight for a letter;
Because of only one verse, my life is now over,
Desert in my heart, while I watch the Island through the window,
I dream about smelling your perfume, while you get closer to me,
My tears flow like autumn rains,
'Hey day don't dawn yet, let me yearn,
Never dawn, while there's still song in me',
But I had to leave, I bothered someone,
Belgrade goodbye, I haven't told you this yet.
 
Chorus (x2)
Do you remember how it was before,
After everything that remains, my Belgrade
 
Today, wounds hurt me more, than "Red hands" behind school,
than sounds of this verse, I had to go,
And now I'm back, but we lost everything,
They cut the chestnut three where I once kissed you,
Lindens don't smell anymore, there's no old violin,
There's no old gypsy to relieve my sorrow,
My Belgrade,
I've lost my roots, I wear my medals for nothing,
Nobody recognizes me,
And I gave Karadjordje's Star for a pitcher of wine,
What's the good of it, when I've got nobody,
Only restlessness and pain, my best friends,
I'm breaking glasses in taverns, until my soul bleeds out,
Dissident's ballad, a sad Serbian song,
For future taverns, for better times,
Let it get stuck in one's throat when sung,
Everything is the same in my neighborhood, only I'm no more,
I had to leave, I was no good to anyone like this,
Belgrade goodbye, remember well what I've said!
 
Chorus (x2)
Do you remember how it was before,
After everything that remains, my Belgrade
 
Grazie!
thanked 4 times
Postato da Velimir TVelimir T Gio, 23/02/2017 - 23:45
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