Uspavanka za dečaka - Đorđe Balašević

Pričaće ti jednom možda

Kako sam ja bio štošta

Pile moje, pače moje malo

Mudrovaće badavani

Kad me nema da se branim

Da sam blizu ne bi im se dalo

Pričaće ti o plovidbi

Ti što nisu sidro digli

Šta sam za njih neg' ukleta šajka

Tvrdiće sa čudnim sjajem

Da sam drhtao pred zmajem

Videli su oni, iz prikrajka

Al' ti slutiš otkud bore

Trunje se u oku diglo

Olujno je tamo gore

Gde nas nije puno stiglo

Znam da sanjaš more sveća

I korake po tom doku

Ti si tamo bio u mom oku

Pričaće ti, kojekakvi

Zloba se k’o rubin cakli

Kako odjek moga osmeha ječi

I kleće se u pretpostavke

Kljuckajući kao čavke

Moje loše prepričane reči

Brojao sam ljude s Krsta

Pravila i izuzetke

Posvud` promašena vrsta

Samo retki nađu retke

Znam da sanjaš Vaskrsenje

Jednu siluetu plahu

Ti si tamo bio, u mom dahu

Pričaće ti jednom svašta

Boljima se teško prašta

Pile moje, pače moje malo

I silni miševi u boci

Javiće se k’o svedoci

Pustolovnog traganja za Gralom

Ne znam više, Bože prosti

Da l' da strepim

Il' da stremim

Da to breme posebnosti

I na tebe nakalemim

Ako nije kasno već?

Jer znam da sanjaš rimovanja

Krik i tišinu nemu

Ti si bio svugde

U mom' svemu

Pile moje, pače moje malo

Lavče moje…

He'll talk to you maybe one day

How I was a lot

My chicken, my little duck

Badavani will be wise

When I'm not going to defend myself

If I was close, they wouldn't be able to

He'll tell you about sailing

Those who did not raise the anchor

What am I to them than a haunted gang

It will claim with a strange luster

That I was trembling before the dragon

They saw it, from the outskirts

But you know where they're fighting

The rot in his eye rose

It's stormy up there

Where not many of us arrived

I know you dream of a sea of ​​candles

And steps on that dock

You were there in my eye

He'll tell you what

Evil is like ruby ​​glaze

Like the echo of my smile

And he swears by assumptions

Pecking like jackdaws

My badly told words

I counted the people from the Cross

Rules and exceptions

Missed species everywhere

Only the rare find the rare

I know you dream of the Resurrection

One silhouette timid

You were there, in my breath

He'll tell you everything one day

It's hard to forgive the better ones

My chicken, my little duck

And strong mice in a bottle

He will appear as a witness

An adventurous search for the Grail

I don't know anymore, God forbid

Should I be afraid

Or to strive

That burden of peculiarities

And I will graft on you

If it's not too late already?

Because I know you dream of rhyming

Shout and silence to him

You've been everywhere

In my 'everything

My chicken, my little duck

My benches…