Devojka Sa ''čardaš'' Nogama - Đorđe Balašević

Nosila je jelek svileni

Kao u pesmi narodnoj

I krstić, znak na lančiću

Da nekog čeka navodno

O, to su bili svatovi

Sve kićeni i zlaćeni

A mi smo bolje svirali

Neg' što smo bili plaćeni

Al' dobro sad…

Nosio sam šal od kašmira

I prsluk protkan tajnama

Baš od takvih su je čuvale

Tetke sa 'ladnim trajnama

K’o srna me je gledala

Žalosnom pesmom sluđena

Čije si pile, pirgavo?

Što nisi meni suđena?

'Ej, da…

Hej, pusti kose pune polena!

'Ajde, baš u inat baba-rogama!

'Opla, digni suknju iznad kolena

Znam da kriješ čardaš u tim lepim nogama!

Rekoh joj: «Beži, mani se

I traži bolje partije!

Premala je moja tambura

Da te od kiše sakrije»

Rekoh joj: «Ja sam samo tu

Da vreme brže proleti

Ja nosim čizme skitaljke

Mene je teško voleti…»

Pa da…

Hej, doleti mala senice!

Tu, na moje zlatne čivije!

Vatra šara, tvoje zenice!

Razbij nešto i zaigraj ludo, divije!

She wore a silk vest

As in a folk song

And a cross, a sign on a chain

That someone is supposedly waiting

Oh, those were the wedding guests

All ornate and gilded

And we played better

Than we were paid

But good now…

I wore a cashmere scarf

And a vest interwoven with secrets

That's what they kept her from

Aunts with 'cold permanence

She looked at me like a deer

Served by a sad song

Whose chicken are you, pirgavo?

Why aren't you destined for me?

'Hey, yes…

Hey, leave your hair full of pollen!

'Come on, just in spite of the horns!

'Oops, lift your skirt above your knees

I know you're hiding a chardash in those beautiful legs!

I told her: "Run, stay away

And look for better parties!

My tambourine is too small

To hide you from the rain »

I told her, "I'm just here

Let time fly faster

I wear wandering boots

It's hard to love me… »

Well yes…

Hey, little tentacles fly!

There, on my golden nails!

Fire pattern, your pupils!

Smash something and play crazy, wild!