Kolinje u Drenovcima
Kolinje in Drenovci
U središtu ravne CvelferijeDrenovci mi selo najmilije.Drenovci su lijepi kao slika,Cvelferiji posebna su dika.
In level Cvelferija's heart, right here,lies Drenovci, the village I hold most dear.Drenovci, pretty as a picture, stands,the special pride of Cvelferija's lands.
Došla zima, zabijelilo inje,najvažnije sada je kolinje.Valja čuvat stare običaje,spremit meso dok zima još traje.
Winter is here, white hoarfrost on the ground,and kolinje's the main thing all around.We must keep up the customs, old and true,and store the meat while winter's lasting through.
Drenovčani, plemeniti ljudi,marljivi su i pitome ćudi,oni štuju stare običaje,pa kolinje po tri dana traje.
The Drenovci folk are noble people, true,hard-working, and of gentle nature, too;they honour all the customs of the past,so for three days their kolinje will last.
Svud se čuje kako cvile gice,melju meso, prave kobasicei kulene, šunke i slanine,da se zimi topiš od miline.
You hear the piggies squealing everywhere;they grind the meat, make sausages with care,and kulens, hams and bacon, such delightyou'll melt with pleasure on a winter's night.
Drenovci su po tome čuveni,tu se prave najbolji kuleni,u šumi su svinje žirovale,dobro meso za kulen su dale.
For this Drenovci's famous far and wide:the finest kulens here are made and dried;the pigs had fed on acorns in the wood,and gave the meat for kulen, and it's good.
Da bolesno meso ne bi jeli,jer se radi o toj trihineli.Čim je gica izašla iz tora,njeno meso pregledat se mora.
Lest anyone eat meat that's sick, for hereit's trichinella that we all must fear,as soon as piggy's through the pigsty gate,the vet must check her meat, it cannot wait.
Da novčano sredim svoje stanje,ja ljudima dajem sad na znanje:malenkost moja uslugu vam nudi,ja vam želim pomoć, dragi ljudi.
To set my money matters straight, I'll sharethis news with all the people everywhere:my humble self now offers you a hand;I'd like to help you, dear folk of the land.
Nemam posla, kradem dane Bogu,ja na pregled meso nosit mogu,a za uzvrat tražim neku tricu,šest metara kratku kobasicu.
I've got no work; God's days I steal and waste,and I can take your meat in, with all haste,and all I'd ask in turn is something small:a short sausage, six metres, that is all!
Valpovo, 26.12.2004.
Valpovo, December 26, 2004