Moja djevojka
My Girl
Moja je djevojka divna,vedra k'o sunčan dan.Za njom mi srce tučei sniva ljubavni san.
My girl is so delightful,bright as the sun above;for her my heart is poundingand dreams a dream of love.
Usne joj crvena trešnja,a lice trešnjin cvijet.Kad ljubim usne njene,kao da pijem med.
Her lips are ripe red cherries,her face, like cherry blossom, white;and when I kiss her lips,it's honey and delight.
Kao badem oči njene,sa njom su mi vedri dani.A umiljat pogled njezin,mora svakog da rani.
Her eyes are shaped like almonds,with her my days are clear;her sweet and gentle glancesmust wound all who come near.
Tek nosić njezin mali,licu je divan broš,kada me s njime takne,ja sretan želim „još“.
Her little nose is dainty,her face's brooch; and whenshe touches me with it,I'm glad and beg, "Again!"
Kosa joj mirisna, plava,a vlasi duge i čvrste,meni je najljepše onda,kad stavim u njih prste.
Her hair is fragrant, golden,its locks long, strong and fine,and I love it most of allwhen in it my fingers twine.
Slavuja pjesme pojumiljat ima glas.Kao vile bajnevitak je njezin stas.
Like the nightingale's singing,her voice is soft and sweet;like fairies in the stories,her figure slim and neat.
Valpovo, 1975.
Valpovo, 1975