Sreo Sam Ljubav Iz Prve Pjesme - Srebrna Krila

Sreo sam ljubav iz prve pjesme

istinu mojih dječačkih dana

dok je decembar ledio česme

i dok je inje padalo s grana

Sreo sam ljubav iz prvog stiha

u jednom malom mjestu u Srijemu

kao kroz maglu sjetih se krika —

o, Ana, još te vidim u svemu

Ali ona, ona nije

ona nije, nije kao prije

Ali ona, ona nije

ona nije, nije kao prije

Do jutra mjesec ostao skriven

sjedio čovjek za praznim stolom

dugo sam šutio kao zaliven

opijen bijelom, ledenom zorom

Vjetar se lomio o stabla gola

ne pamte takvu zimu u Srijemu

krik mi se ote ljubavi, bola:

o, Ana, još te vidim u svemu

Ali ona, ona nije

ona nije, nije kao prije

Ali ona, ona nije

ona nije, nije kao prije

I met love from the first song

the truth of my boyhood days

while December froze the fountains

and as frost fell from the branches

I met love from the first verse

in a small place in Srijem

as if through a fog I remembered the screams -

oh, Ana, I still see you in everything

But she, she's not

she is not, she is not like before

But she, she's not

she is not, she is not like before

By morning the moon remained hidden

a man was sitting at an empty table

I was silent for a long time as if watered down

intoxicated by the white, icy dawn

The wind was breaking against the bare trees

do not remember such a winter in Srijem

I cried out for love, pain:

oh, Ana, I still see you in everything

But she, she's not

she is not, she is not like before

But she, she's not

she is not, she is not like before