Piva Klapa Ispo' Volta - Oliver Dragojevic

Sotto voce piva klapa u to gluvo litnje doba

I prolazi ispo' skala di se suši tvoja roba,

Do pergula riči lete, pun se misec smije gradu,

Ti se dižeš iz koćete da poslušaš serenadu.

S ponistre se vidi Šolta,

Piva klapa ispo' volta,

U daljini svitle koće,

Piva klapa sotto voce.

Ti se ozireš po sobi,

Slika je na kantunalu,

Oneg ča ga more odni

U daleken fortunalu.

Opustila davno riva, zatvoreni su portuni,

Ispo' volta klapa piva, tvoji mirišu lancuni.

Tiho razmičeš koltrinu, zrila si ka litnje voće,

O ljubavi i o vinu piva klapa sotto voce.

S ponistre se vidi Šolta,

Piva klapa ispo' volta,

U daljini svitle koće,

Piva klapa sotto voce.

Niko neće te kaštigat,

Kad bi skinila korotu,

Žalost će te svu deštrigat,

A još moreš dat lipotu.

S ponistre se vidi Šolta,

Žmiga svitlo ispo' volta,

U po' bota kada pasa

Piva klapa ispo' glasa.

Sotto fruit beer klapa in that deaf summer age

And pass over the rock where your goods are dried,

To the pergola the words fly, the full moon laughs at the city,

You rise from your skin to listen to the serenade.

From the window you can see Šolta,

Piva klapa ispo 'volta,

In the distance light skin,

Piva klapa sotto voce.

You look around the room,

The picture is on the cantonment,

The one who takes him away

In a distant fortune.

The waterfront was abandoned a long time ago, the gates were closed,

Below the volta klapa of beer, yours smells like chains.

You quietly spread the curtain, you ripened for summer fruit,

Klapa sotto voce talks about love and wine.

From the window you can see Šolta,

Piva klapa ispo 'volta,

In the distance light skin,

Piva klapa sotto voce.

No one will chastise you,

When she took off her hair,

Grief will cut you off,

And you still have to give lipotu.

From the window you can see Šolta,

The light flashes below the volt,

U po 'bota kada pasa

Piva klapa ispo 'glasa.