Malinkonija - Oliver Dragojevic

Jos jednom da se rodi

Nemirno ovo tilo

Zvizdu ce istu slidit

I bit ce ca je bilo

Mada je sricu snilo

I nike svitle dane

Kad skupis ca je bilo

U jednu pismu stane

Malinkonija u dusi, u dusi

U mojoj dusi spava

I kida srce moje

Dok piva pisme svoje

Malinkonija u dusi, u dusi

U mojoj dusi spava

I zadnju pismu pise

Mladosti nima vise

Prosta je mladost moja

Da l' itko za nju mari

I ca su stukli mladost

Ti prsti na gitari

Ovo je nasa pisma

Jer nista nas ne dili

I vi ste, kao i ja

Iz iste case pili

Malinkonija u dusi, u dusi…

To be born again

Restless this body

The whistle will follow

And it will be what it was

Although my heart was dreaming

And no bright days

When you gathered, it was

It fits in one letter

Malinkonia in the soul, in the soul

He sleeps in my soul

And it breaks my heart

While drinking his letters

Malinkonia in the soul, in the soul

He sleeps in my soul

And he writes the last letter

He has no more youth

My youth is simple

Does anyone care about her

And they gained youth

Those fingers on the guitar

These are our letters

Because nothing divides us

You are, just like me

They drank from the same case

Malinkonia in the soul, in the soul…