ninega ni po Boga
ki bi mi pomoga
ko bi moga
najti svoju i moju
krivicu i pravicu
there is nobody for God’s sake
who could help me
who could find
his and my own
guilt and justice
(Milan Rakovac)
teške snope trdo brime do malina nosi vrime
črni malin klopota dok se nit ne odmota
ud petka do petka do velega petka
ud vilije božje do bojžega svetka
kola drežnje malinar gre
resti resti krasica dok ne dojde kosica
dok te kosac ne pokosi pa kad dojdu po užanci
tresuć škalan zadnji tanci nidan neće
vuru znati
kad se sklope črni svati nećeš znat ni zač ni tač
kad ti zmise suh kolač
tuku grede malin melje vitar hita
trudne želje
kleplju žrvnji dindulaju, čudni glasi zgor
kantaju
daj nan hlipca jidevati s tobon ćemo
pjani spati
teške snope trdo brime do malina nosi vrime
miran pokoj bilih gospoj
Heavy bundles tough burden Time brings to the mill
the black mill clatters until the thread is unwound
from Friday to Friday until Good Friday
from Christmas eve to Easter
the stones grate the miller walks
grow grow little grass until the scythe comes
until the reaper doesn't fell you and
when as from days of yore
the screeching steps abide the last dancers, nobody will know the hour
when they make the dark wedding none
will know the reason why
when they bake the dry cake
the beams creak the mill grinds the
wind tosses tired wishes
the grinding stones clang and wobble
eerie voices sing above
give us bread to eat drunk with you we shall sleep
heavy bundles tough burden Time brings
to the mill
quiet sleep of the pale ladies
(Daniel Načinović)
nad moren zora je svanula
na vitru barka se je nagnula
peškadur adva
ribu su peškala
dva tri galeba
jisti su iskala
tananaj tana tanananajnaj
above the sea came the down
on the wind the boat slanted
two fishermen fished
two three seaguulls
where looking for a meal
tananaj tanatanajnajnaj
glej tamo zdolu se lela šenica
aj pod nogami trpi crljenica
moja mi duša leti kakoj tica
tanananaj
črni su vrhi kadi sunce zajde
mrzla je bura ća dube ubajde
sprida je vala
maj uzada su brajde , ooj
look downthere the weat is rippling
under our feet the red land is suffering
my, my soul is flying like a bird
ta na na naj….
the peak are dark where the sun sets
the wind is cold which searches the trees
a valley is front, the vineyards’ re behind
ta na na naj….
predi predi šći moja
sako lito jenu nit
češ se brže joženit
za volara šći moja
majko moja volar vore
kada vore malo vore
aj kad vore pak ne more
neću majko volara
predi predi šći moja
sako lito jenu nit
ćeš se brže joženit
za pekjara šći moja
majko moja pekjar prosi
ča naprosi doma nosi
ja ću sisti pak ću jisti
ja ću majko pekjara
spin spin my daughter
a thread every year
if you spin you’ll marry sooner
for a ploughmen my daughter
mother dear the ploughmen is ploughing
when he’s ploughing he doesn’t plough much
and when he’s ploughing he is of no use
i don’t want a ploughmen mother
spin spin my daughter
a thread every year
if you spin you’ll marry sooner
for a beggar my daughter
mother dear the beggar is begging
what he manages to beg he brings home
i will sit and then i will eat
i shell marry a beggar mother
sentada soun la louna
i vardi al mondo caii
par indreio
douti zura a zlongase par la louna
la to lous meio signur
pasa e despoi distreiga
in sta nustra ciza i pecadi se brouza
in te'l Ave Mareia
ma nui altre do' cumo la piouma
pouzade de noto soul campaneil
sugnein la serrenada beianca
lous de fata ch'a no bes' cema
mai la me zento io' touca la louna
sitting on the moon
I watch the world falls backwards
everybody is stretching on top of everybody else
on the moon
your light my lord
passes and then settles
in our church sins
disappear with Ave Maria
but the two of u slike feathers
posed in the night on the church tower
we are a white serenade
the light o fan enchantress
that does not swear
(Loredana Bogliun)
gredu nan kralji karalji nan gredu
gredu nan kralji šći moja
utkuda kralji kralji utkuda
utkuda kralji hći moja
karalji s tujine s tujine kralji
kralji s tujine mat moja
ća (nan) nose kralji, krralji s tujine
ća kralji nose hći moja
z črnon bandiron žalosti libar
kralji nan nose mat moja
kasno je kasno zapri sad škure se noć skaliva šći moja
a’ coming are the kings
the kings are coming
a’ coming are the kings my mother
from where the kings kings from where
from where the kings my daughter
kings from foreign parts foreign kings
kings from foreign parts my mother
what do they bring (us) kings from foreign parts
what do they bring my daughter
with the black flag the book of sorrow
the kings are bringing my mother
it is late, it is late close the shutters
the night is falling my daughter
(Daniel Načinović)
o rondinella dalla pena near
che voli al mio balcone nanci sera
jo tebe poznan kada mi kantevaš
da iz mojega kraja doletevaš
da quell paese cha ha kvarner confina
e che dal Alpi al Promontor si incina
oj lestrovica puna si kuraja
diškori mi maj ud mojega kraja
o blackfeathered swallow
you that fly to my balcony at dusk
i know when you sing
that you come from my land
from that place that borders with kvarner
and that flopes from the Alps to Promontor
oh swallow you are full of courage
tell me about my country
(Giusepina Martinuzzi)
joh je mani drugo vrime će dojti
joh paran da foši s vragon ću pojti
joh joh
dear me a different time will come
dear me, i think that maybe i am loosing my mind
dear me
ghe portare a me maro
oun saco de simula
pal beveron de le galeine
in sto saco z ii ovi
pai biscoti ruduladi
i cusciti ch’a se ciapa cu le man
in tal canton de la corto
la cioca io fato i pulseini
in quil saco
al me ieri al so duman
e serada drento ouna scarsela
z’gionfa cul cor ch’a bato
forto e grando
de me maro ch’a meto inasembro
al so ciapo de galeine e de carita
I’ll take a sack to my mother
of pollard
as chicken feed
there are eggs in this bag
for rolled cookies
thighs that are taken by hands
in a courtyard corner
the hen hatched chicks
in that sack
my yesterday her tomorrow
locked inside is a plump pocket
with a beating heart
strong and big
of my mother that gathers
her handful of chicken and mercy
(Loredana Bogliun)
11. DUŠA MOJA
duša moja za te kanta
tanananaj naj
my soul sings for you
tanananaj naj
kad si poša priko more ej Marine
priko mora jadranskoga ej Marine
si li mater pozdravija ej Marine
si li dragu poljubija ej Marine
si li suzu poto?ija ej Marine
suzu ?a je u more pala ej Marine
when you went across the sea hey Marin
across the Adriatic sea hey Marin
did you bid farewell to your mother hey Marin
did you kiss your sweetheart hey Marin
did you weep a tear hey Marin
a tear that fell in to the sea hey Marin
(Dario Marušić)
