Sevdalinka - Đorđe Balašević

Štagod noćas da zapevam

Vući će na sevdalinku

Usnuo sam čobanicu

Uplakanu u šljiviku

Grom udari, planu seno

Rasturi se stado njeno

Zaplete se dim na uvojku

Reče da se zove Bosna

Čudno ime za devojku?

Nekom Drina teče desno

Nekom Drina lijevo teče

Sve da teče u dubinu

Na dve pole svet da seče

Znam tajni gaz, moje lane

Most se pruži gde ja stanem

Sve da vuku me konji vrani

Nema meni jedne strane, dok si ti na drugoj strani

Osta ovaj stari kompas u grudima

A po polju nikli zabrani

Crne senke što se gnezde

U ljudima nadleću me kao gavrani

Nekada sam putovao po mjesecu

Kroz vilajet pun hajdučije

A sada me oči ljudske

Plaše više nego vučije

Stoputa su prijatelji

U molitvi pomenuti

Dal' će mi se radovati?

Ili glavu okrenuti?

Šta slagati?

Šta im kasti?

Svet ne možeš pesmom spasti

Njine brige me i noćas brinu

Dok se spremam na put kući, u tuđinu…

Svetom smo se rasipali ko đerdani

Nosili nas nebom ćilimi

Da li su to stvarno bili bolji dani

Ili smo to bolji bili mi?

Nekad smo se bratimili po pogledu

Sluteći da isto sanjamo

I Bogu je prosto bilo

Krstimo l' se ili klanjamo

Whatever I sing tonight

He will pull on the sevdalinka

I fell asleep to the shepherdess

Crying in the plum tree

Thunder strikes, haymaking

Her flock was scattered

Smoke entangled in the curl

He said his name was Bosnia

Strange name for a girl?

For some, the Drina flows to the right

For some, the Drina flows to the left

Everything to flow in depth

To cut the world in two fields

I know the secret draft, my lane

The bridge stretches where I stop

Everything to be pulled by horses and crows

There is no one side to me while you are on the other side

This old compass remains in his chest

And a ban grew in the field

Nesting black shadows

In humans, they overwhelm me like ravens

I used to travel by the moon

Through a vilayet full of bandits

And now my eyes are human

They scare more than wolves

They are friends a hundred times

Mentioned in prayer

Will I be happy?

Or turn your head?

What to lie about?

What castes them?

You can't save the world with a song

Her worries worry me tonight

As I prepare to travel home, to a foreign land…

We were scattered around the world like necklaces

They carried us across the sky carpets

Were those really better days

Or were we better?

We used to be brothers in looks

Guessing we're dreaming the same thing

And it was easy for God

Whether we are baptized or worshiped