U krajnjem kutu svoje dnevne sobe,
In the far corner of your living room
gdje ne može doprijeti nepozvani pogled,
where uninvited gaze can't reach
na dnu svojih prepunih vitrina,
at the bottom of your packed cabinets
kriješ slatku fasciklu s natpisom "intima",
you are hiding a sweet folder with a title "Intimate"
međ' slikama tebi dragih lica,
Among photos of people (literal translation is faces) dear to you
gdje čuvaš svoje spomene i pisma,
where you keep your memories and letters
sve u formi poezije, stiha,
everything in the form of poetry and rhymes
nalazi se i moja ljubav tiha.
is my quiet love too.
To su pjesme nikad objavljene,
Those are never published songs
napisane zbog voljene žene,
written for the loved women
al datumi na njima su stari,
but dates on them are old
već odavno nema novih stvari,
for a long time there are no new items
jer umjesto poetskih visina,
because instead of poetic heights
iz mene izlazi samo tuga i gorčina,
I only produce sorrow and biterrness
i misao što se reći ne smije,
and the thought that shouldn't be spoken
Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme!
The one that is screwing you should write you songs
Htio bih da budem gospodin,
I wanted to be a gentleman
i izbjegnem reakcije bjesne,
and avoid furious reactions
ali reć' ću k'o pravi primitivac,
but I will say it like a redneck
Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme!
The one that is screwing you should write you songs
Znam da slušaš moje nove ploče,
I know are you listening to my new records
sa njima se branim od samoće,
with them I defend myself from solitude
i ubacim nešto da te štrecne,
& I add something to pique you
Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme!
The one that is screwing you should write you songs
In the far corner of your living room
gdje ne može doprijeti nepozvani pogled,
where uninvited gaze can't reach
na dnu svojih prepunih vitrina,
at the bottom of your packed cabinets
kriješ slatku fasciklu s natpisom "intima",
you are hiding a sweet folder with a title "Intimate"
međ' slikama tebi dragih lica,
Among photos of people (literal translation is faces) dear to you
gdje čuvaš svoje spomene i pisma,
where you keep your memories and letters
sve u formi poezije, stiha,
everything in the form of poetry and rhymes
nalazi se i moja ljubav tiha.
is my quiet love too.
To su pjesme nikad objavljene,
Those are never published songs
napisane zbog voljene žene,
written for the loved women
al datumi na njima su stari,
but dates on them are old
već odavno nema novih stvari,
for a long time there are no new items
jer umjesto poetskih visina,
because instead of poetic heights
iz mene izlazi samo tuga i gorčina,
I only produce sorrow and biterrness
i misao što se reći ne smije,
and the thought that shouldn't be spoken
Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme!
The one that is screwing you should write you songs
Htio bih da budem gospodin,
I wanted to be a gentleman
i izbjegnem reakcije bjesne,
and avoid furious reactions
ali reć' ću k'o pravi primitivac,
but I will say it like a redneck
Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme!
The one that is screwing you should write you songs
Znam da slušaš moje nove ploče,
I know are you listening to my new records
sa njima se branim od samoće,
with them I defend myself from solitude
i ubacim nešto da te štrecne,
& I add something to pique you
Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme!
The one that is screwing you should write you songs
