Kao rani mraz - Đorđe Balašević

Dolmom idu majski svatovi

Nisu moji nego bratovi

To da je brataš mlađi od mene

Više niko ni ne spomene

Svi redom pregli bele pegaze

Da đurđevak uz put ne gaze

Tamburaša tri fijakera

Sram ga bilo kogod zakera

Oprosti mi, moja rano rana

Oprosti mi, srećo bogomdana

Bez reči si na basamak stala

A na moj život ta je tvoja tuga pala

Kao pokora, kao rani mraz…

Gledala me jedna ista ti

Ja sam još i mogo pristati

Al' srce… Ono se ko jare opire

Retko ko do njega dopire

Pod nebom je ognjeno i snežno

Al' malo šta još ume da ubije nežno

Da ne primetiš, kao rani mraz

Poljem idu svatovi

Svatovi su bratovi

Mlada prava partija

Lepša neg bogatija

Poljem žice štrucaju

Momci uvis pucaju

Muzika ne zastaje

Sa dušom se rastaje

The May wedding is going to Dolma

They are not mine but brothers

That my brother is younger than me

Nobody even mentions it anymore

Everyone in turn looked at the white pegasus

Don't let the lily of the valley tread on the road

Tambourine three carriages

Shame on anyone

Forgive me, my early wound

Forgive me, good luck

Without a word, you stood on the basamak

And that sorrow of yours fell on my life

Like penance, like early frost…

The same one was watching me

I could still agree

Al 'srce… Ono se ko jare opire

Rarely does anyone reach it

It is fiery and snowy under the sky

But he still knows how to kill gently

Not to notice, like early frost

The bride and groom are walking in the field

The bride and groom are brothers

Young real party

Better than richer

The field of wires is licking

The boys are shooting up

The music doesn't stop

He parted with his soul