Lipi grozdi srca moga
puni vina njegovoga
a on neće doć u jemadvu
Bokun mora, bokun neba
kamen cvita kad ga gleda
a di neću ja, di neću ja
na me stavi kap ljubavi
Malo mi za sriću triba
da me zove moja lipa
da mi kažu zlato moje
lipe usne te njegove
vilo moja dalmatinska
zelja se u tilu stiska
bez njega je duša suva
kao i maslina bez ulja
U traversi nebo ima
modre zvizde di ce s njima
stavlja ih u oči njegove
Malo mi za sriću triba
da me zove moja lipa
bez njega je duša suva
kao i maslina bez ulja
English Translation
It Takes Little To Make Me Happy
Beautiful grape clusters of my heart
Full of his wine
but he wont come for the picking
A bit of sea, a bit of sky
a stone blooms when he’s looking at it
how can I not, how can I not
Put a drop of love on me
It takes little to make me happy
Him calling me – my beautiful one
Those beautiful lips of his
telling me – my precious one
My Dalmatian fairy
desire is trapped in my body
Without him, my soul is as dry
as olive without oil
In traverse, the sky has
blue stars, where can it place them
It’s putting them in his eyes
It takes little to make me happy
Him calling me – my beautiful one
Without him, my soul is as dry
as olive without oil
Dobra, molim…Jasna Gospic…A jos me ne das mira…And yet we still do not have peace…English. Postovanje, Wayne
Thank you Joseph very much! If you would like a translation of any specific song, just let me know! 🙂
Hvala! Great English translations. There are a few of us in USA who love Ex-Yu music. We like it best of all European music. Your music is a national resource for all Ex-Yu countries, and your lyrics help very much.
Postovanje, Joseph