Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme

Whoever loves you should write you poems

Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme

In the far corner of your living room,U krajnjem kutu svoje dnevne sobe,
where an uninvited gaze cannot reach,gdje ne može doprijeti nepozvani pogled,
at the bottom of your full shelves,na dnu svojih prepunih vitrina,
you hide a sweet folder labeled 'intimacy',kriješ slatku fasciklu s natpisom "intima",
filled with pictures of faces dear to you,međ' slikama tebi dragih lica,
where you keep your memories and letters,gdje čuvaš svoje spomene i pisma,
all in the form of poetry, verse,sve u formi poezije, stiha,
there lies my silent love.nalazi se i moja ljubav tiha.
These are poems never published,To su pjesme nikad objavljene,
written for the beloved woman,napisane zbog voljene žene,
but the dates on them are old,al datumi na njima su stari,
there have been no new things for a long time,već odavno nema novih stvari,
because instead of poetic heights,jer umjesto poetskih visina,
only sadness and bitterness come out of me,iz mene izlazi samo tuga i gorčina,
and a thought that should not be said,i misao što se reći ne smije,
Whoever loves you should write you poems!Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme!

I would like to be a gentleman,Htio bih da budem gospodin,
and avoid furious reactions,i izbjegnem reakcije bjesne,
but the words come out like a true primitive,ali reć' ću k'o pravi primitivac,
Whoever loves you should write you poems!Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme!

I know you listen to my new records,Znam da slušaš moje nove ploče,
with them I defend myself from loneliness,sa njima se branim od samoće,
and I throw in something to startle you,i ubacim nešto da te štrecne,
Whoever loves you should write you poems!Ko te kara nek ti piše pjesme!