moj Đurinec vince toči
v jedni vuri po polnoči
k njemu došel jeden gospon
pa ga prosi njegvu ljubu
- dej ti meni svoju ljubu
ja ti dadem sto talerov
jeden denek za spomenek
jednu nočku za ljubavcu
- idi moja žena, idi
bumo meli sto taleri
idi moja žena, idi
bumo meli sto taleri
prošel denek za spomenek
prešla nočca za ljubavcu
- nega moje žene dimo
stari majka ite po nju!
- hodi moja sneha dimo
moj se sinek jako plače!
- naj se plače kak se oče
mene dimo nigdar ne bo!
koj me kupil, bo me ljubil
koj me prodal, bo me zgubil
nesu ljube za prodaju
neg su ljube za ljubavu!
Međimurje, Hrvatska
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utorak, 20. studenoga 2012.
utorak, 9. listopada 2012.
Na štacijonu
na štacijonu vura toče
moj me golob s cuga joče
- hodi golob s cuga dolji
moje srce se rezkolji
- ja ti nemrem z cuga ziti
moram vojsku odsljužiti
___________________
the station's clock is ticking, chiming
my sweetheart in the train is sighing
darling, please, get off this train
my heart will break into its pain
I cannot get off, my darling
I must go and serve the army
SZ Hrvatska
engleski prepjev - Dunja Knebl
moj me golob s cuga joče
- hodi golob s cuga dolji
moje srce se rezkolji
- ja ti nemrem z cuga ziti
moram vojsku odsljužiti
___________________
the station's clock is ticking, chiming
my sweetheart in the train is sighing
darling, please, get off this train
my heart will break into its pain
I cannot get off, my darling
I must go and serve the army
SZ Hrvatska
engleski prepjev - Dunja Knebl
nedjelja, 7. listopada 2012.
Došlo nam je vrieme
došlo nam je vrieme tuge i žalosti
žalost nieje moči spisati zadosti
meseca augusta, deneka drugoga
ostavil sam para srcu povoljnoga
devetsto štirnajsto leto se pisalo
da se moje ime od majke brisalo
ob dvanojsti vuri počel cug gibati
na to je morala bonda zaigrati
kričanje se čulo, zbogom mili sini
samo verni bojte svoji domovini
tri dni i tri noči mi smo se peljali
na ruski granici doli s cuga stali
onda k regimentam svojim maršerali
ki smo pre Lublinu tabora držali
jafkanje se čulo, rane mi zaveži
hodi pajdaš k meni, morti bo mi leži
ja sem išel k njemu kaj ga zdignem gori
al na moju žalost on več ne govori
jan se sim prehiti, drugi tam opadne
nit ja tožen ne znam de mi sonce zajde
__________________________
Times of Sorrow
the times they are of sadness, sorrow and good-byes
what will come tomorrow? only tears and sighs
'twas the month of August, on it's second day
when I had to leave my sweetheart, forced to go away
the year was 1914, perhaps you don't know
when my dear old mother had to see me go
at the hour of midnight we were on our way
and as the train was leaving, the band began to play
voices of our loved ones shouted - farewell, sons
be true to your homeland when you use your guns
at the Russian border we got off the train
all our dearest loved ones ne'er to see again
moans I heard quite near me - come my wounds to tie
come and sit beside me, I feel I shall die
I went to be near him and to help him rise
but his life just faded before my very eyes
one falls down beside me, the next one over there
shall I see the sunrise, no-one seems to care
Međimurje, Hrvatska
engleski prepjev - Dunja Knebl
žalost nieje moči spisati zadosti
meseca augusta, deneka drugoga
ostavil sam para srcu povoljnoga
devetsto štirnajsto leto se pisalo
da se moje ime od majke brisalo
ob dvanojsti vuri počel cug gibati
na to je morala bonda zaigrati
kričanje se čulo, zbogom mili sini
samo verni bojte svoji domovini
tri dni i tri noči mi smo se peljali
na ruski granici doli s cuga stali
onda k regimentam svojim maršerali
ki smo pre Lublinu tabora držali
jafkanje se čulo, rane mi zaveži
hodi pajdaš k meni, morti bo mi leži
ja sem išel k njemu kaj ga zdignem gori
al na moju žalost on več ne govori
jan se sim prehiti, drugi tam opadne
nit ja tožen ne znam de mi sonce zajde
__________________________
Times of Sorrow
the times they are of sadness, sorrow and good-byes
what will come tomorrow? only tears and sighs
'twas the month of August, on it's second day
when I had to leave my sweetheart, forced to go away
the year was 1914, perhaps you don't know
when my dear old mother had to see me go
at the hour of midnight we were on our way
and as the train was leaving, the band began to play
voices of our loved ones shouted - farewell, sons
be true to your homeland when you use your guns
at the Russian border we got off the train
all our dearest loved ones ne'er to see again
moans I heard quite near me - come my wounds to tie
come and sit beside me, I feel I shall die
I went to be near him and to help him rise
but his life just faded before my very eyes
one falls down beside me, the next one over there
shall I see the sunrise, no-one seems to care
Međimurje, Hrvatska
engleski prepjev - Dunja Knebl
srijeda, 3. listopada 2012.
Mura, Mura
Mura, Mura, globoka si voda ti
da ne miluješ človeka ftopiti
mlinari so se jako prestrašili
da so vidli mrtvi telo plavati
čerkica se je na bregu plakala
Mura zakaj si nam zela japeka?
# # #
Mura, Mura, globoka si voda ti
ka si rezdružila naše ljubavi
ob dvanojsti vuri kupat se išel
neje, tožan, mislil ka ne vun zišel
ruku zdigne pak zavikne, Marica
zbogom mi ostani moja grlica
Međimurje, Hrvatska
da ne miluješ človeka ftopiti
mlinari so se jako prestrašili
da so vidli mrtvi telo plavati
čerkica se je na bregu plakala
Mura zakaj si nam zela japeka?
# # #
Mura, Mura, globoka si voda ti
ka si rezdružila naše ljubavi
ob dvanojsti vuri kupat se išel
neje, tožan, mislil ka ne vun zišel
ruku zdigne pak zavikne, Marica
zbogom mi ostani moja grlica
Međimurje, Hrvatska
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