Popodnevna pjesma Lyrics – Rade Šerbedžija
Singer: Rade Šerbedžija
Title: Popodnevna pjesma
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Popodnevnu misao
Nježnu i pohotnu
U ono dvorište u kojem sam
Vas gledao, draga susjedo
Tisuću devetsto pedeset sedme godine
Kada je bila jesen slična ovoj
I kada su još u moj san udarali prozori
Roditeljske kuće utopljene
U šibenskoj jugovini
U gradu koji je postajao moja bolnica
A mojom napola razbuđenom glavom
Kolali prvi tramvaji plavi i uspavani
Adresiram tamo ovu misao i kažem
Šteta
Bili ste ljubavnica mog cimera od
Osam do jedanaest svakog jutra
Kako ste se zvali Ema, Selma
Alma, Adela
Da li je sto izmijenilo vaše lice
Oči i trbuh
A kako sam vam zavidio
Vraćajući sе iz šetnje
Od osam do jedanеst izjutra
Uz četvrt kruha i mlijeko u jednom
Blijedom Peščeničkom mljekarstvu
Svim je bojama već moj prvi
Studentski rujan dodavao
Malo crnog i malo tamnozelenog
I danas Vam iskreno kažem
Šteta, šteta
Više vjerojatno i niste za takva šta
Ponovo ono dvorište
Vrijeme je za nedjeljni ribolov
I vaš suprug odlazi
Vi znači danas dolazite još ranije
U moju sobu, oko pola sedam
A ja baš izlazim, šteta
Jer moj je cimer mrzovoljan tako rano
I ja bih Vam vjerojatno pružio više
Ali ja idem u šetnju
I šetao sam tako godinu i drugu
I ne da Vam se hvalim, bilo je toga
Kakve sve zemlje, pića, kakva mora
Gdje sam sve bio, gdje sam sve ljubio
I kakve žene
Jer vama otvoreno mogu reći
Kuda sam sve šetao po kiši ujutro
Nekakav vlak je istruo u crnom
Proljeću u Poljskoj, blizu Rusije
Kakvu sam tamo
Ženu ostavljao, isukrste
I kakva je mene ostavljala na sjeveru
Pijući neko nerazgovjetno
Piće svog naroda
Daleko, daleko, kao u snovima
Opet netko ovdje u Zagrebu u
Jurijevskoj
Pa oči providne i dragocjene jedne
Čehinje iz Brna, Vozderkove
Premještene zauvijek u moju utrobu
A takav snijeg i sve što treba bilo je
Bilo
Ali ono dvorište u kojem sam vas
Viđao
Između dva neodređena stabla crna
Od vlage one jeseni
Vas tako običnu i raskalašnu domaćicu
I mirisi koje ste ostavljali u mojoj sobi
U sezonama 1957,58 i sljedeće
Šteta, nepovratno šteta
Ničeg nema, ničeg nema od tebe
Od mene
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Popodnevna pjesma – English Translation
I refer to this lazy one
Afternoon thought
Gentle and cheeky
In that yard where i am
Watched you, dear neighbor
One thousand nine hundred and fifty seventh years
When was the autumn similar to this
And when the windows were still in my dream
Parent houses drowned
In Šibenik,
In the city that became my hospital
And my half-shed head
Kolali first trams blue and sleepy
I address this thought and say
Too bad
You were the mistress of my roommate of
Eight to eleven every morning
How did you call Ema, Selma
Alma, Adela.
Did Sto modify your face
Eyes and belly
And as I envied you
Returning from walking
From eight to eatenest high
With a quarter of bread and milk in one
Pale p#ss# dairy
All the colors but my first
Student September added
A little black and a little dark green
I honestly tell you today
Damage, damages
More likely and you are not for what
Again that yard
It’s time for Sunday fishing
And your husband goes away
You mean today you are coming earlier
To my room, about half seven
And I’m just going out, damage
Because my cimer is grumpy so early
And i would probably give you more
But I’m going for a walk
And i walked for the year and the other
And not to praise to you, it was that
What kind of country, drinks, what
Where I was all, where I loved everything
And what women
Because I can tell you openly
Where did I walk all over the rain in the morning
Some kind of train was brooded in black
Spring in Poland, near Russia
As I am there
He left the woman,
And as she left me in the north
Drinking some indistinctly
Drinks of your people
Away, away, as in dreams
Again someone here in Zagreb in
Jurijevska
So the eyes of a transparent and precious one
Cherhinje from Brna, Vozderka
Moved forever in my uterus
And such snow and all that was supposed to be
Any.
But that yard where I am
Saw
Between two indefinite trees black
From moisture one autumn
You so ordinary and a rupture housewife
And the smells you left in my room
In the season 1957.58 and the following
Damage, irretrievable damage
Nothing there is, nothing but you
From me
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