LyricsTranslations

Sinoć su vatre bile jake,
planula zemlja po kojoj pužem.
Planuo čovjek za kog me drže,
sinoć je vino teklo brzo,
vino brzo, krv još brže.

Sinoć su oči bile crne,
crne su note po kojim sviram.
Čuvaj se crnih tipki klavira,
oči kao oči srne,
crno uvijek crno bira.

Zašto mora biti skromno,
ovo svjetlo na kraju tunela kojim idem.
Ukrala sam srce i rekla da je moje,
a znala sam da nije,
zar nećeš kucat za mene?

Sinoć je tama bila gusta,
gusta k’o pelud što leti majem.
Muči me sličnost početka s krajem,
ili je sinoć prošlo brzo,
ili sinoć još uvijek traje.

English Translation

The Fire was Strong Last Night

The fire was strong last night,
it flamed upon the land which I walk on.
It flamed upon the man that’s holding onto me,
the wine last night flowed very fast,
the wine is fast, but the blood is faster.

Last night my eyes were black,
the notes that I play are black.
Be careful of the black eyes on a piano,
eyes like the eyes of a deer,
the black eyes always pick the other black eyes.

Why does the light in this tunnel
which I’m walking in has to be modest.
I stole a heart and claimed that it was mine,
but I knew that it wasn’t,
won’t you beat for me?

Last night the darkness was dense,
thick like pollen which flies in May.
I’m troubled about the beginning that’s similar to the ending,
or is it last night that has passed by fast,
or is the night still lasting.