Ja vam Boris, nudim sad Šokicu
Here, Boris, I Offer You a Šokica
Nema ljepše cure do Šokice,tankog stasa, umiljatog glasa,usta medna i obraza jedra,obla bedra i prkosna njedra.
No girl can match a Šokica's grace:slender waist, a voice so soft and charming,lips of honey, cheeks so full and glowing,rounded thighs, a bosom proudly showing.
Eh, da Boris ovu pjesmu pjeva,ječala bi slavonska ravnica.Na muzičkom svakom festivalu,dobila bi nagradu Šokica.
Ah, if only Boris sang this song,all Slavonia's plain would ring and chime;and at every music festivalŠokica would take the prize each time.
Kad zaigra vrti se k'o čigra,dečke grije kad skutima vije,okom sijeva, milozvučno pjeva,u grudima nježno srce bije.
When she dances, like a top she'll spin,warms the lads when skirts swirl round her feet;eyes aflash, her singing rings so clear,in her breast her tender heart will beat.
Kada Boris pjeva pjesme svoje,a Šokica sa skutima vije,ni sirene ljepše mu ne poje,od miline Šokcu srce bije.
When Boris sings the songs that are his own,and the Šokica's skirts go swirling round,no siren ever sang a sweeter tone;with sweet delight the Šokac's heart will pound.
Kad Šokica ljubi svoga diku,pjevaj Šili kol'ko grlo nosi,nek' se lome grane u šljiviku,Šokadija s tobom se ponosi.
When the Šokica kisses her dear lad,sing out, Šili, loud as throat allows!Šokadija's proud of you and glad:let the orchard's plum trees break their boughs!
Ova pjesma lijepu glazbu ima,da Šokica ne dobije sijede,nek' Rudinski tambure uštima,pa da Boris pjesmicu izvede.
This song has a lovely tune to sing;lest the Šokica's hair should turn to grey,let Rudinski tune each tambura string,so Boris can perform it right away.
Najljepša je kad joj ljubim lice,na grudima kada mojim spava.Nema ljepše cure do Šokice:eto, Boris, i to je pjesma prava!
Loveliest she is when I kiss her face,when upon my breast she sleeps at night;no girl can match a Šokica's grace:there you go, Boris, a song done right!
Valpovo, 26. 11. 2013.
Valpovo, November 26, 2013