Đorđe Balašević "Priča o Vasi Ladačkom" lyrics

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Priča o Vasi Ladačkom

Znate l' priču o Vasi Ladačkom? I ja sam je tek onomad čuo.Jednom devet dana nije izlazio iz birtije, kažu da je bio čudna sorta...Otac mu je bio sitni paor, 'ranio je sedam gladnih usti'.Mati mu je bila plava, tiha, nežna, jektičava,umrla je s trideset i nešto...

Imali su par jutara zemlje, malu kuću na kraju sokaka.Na astalu navek hleba, taman tol'ko kol'ko treba,al' je Vasa hteo mnogo više...

Želeo je konje vrane, po livadi razigrane,sat sa zlatnim lancem i salaše...Želeo je njive plodne, vinograde blagorodne,u karuce pregnute čilase, ali nije mog'o da ih ima.

Voleo je lepu al' sirotu, uz'o bi je, samo da je znao:voleš jednom u životu, sad bogatu il' sirotu,to ne bira pamet nego srce...

Sve se nad'o da će ljubav proći. Zanavek je otiš'o iz sela.Nikad nije pis'o nikom, venč'o se sa miraždžikom,jedinicom ćerkom nekog gazde...

Dobio je konje vrane, po livadi razigrane,sat sa zlatnim lancem i salaše...Dobio je njive plodne, vinograde blagorodne,u karuce pregnute čilase, sve je im'o ništa im'o nije.

Propio se, nije proslo mnogo, dušu svoju Đavolu je prod'oZnali su ga svi birtaši, tražio je spas u čaši,ali nije mog'o da ga nađe...

Mlad je, kažu, bio i kad je umro, sred birtije, od srčane kapi.Klonula mu samo glava, k'o da drema, k'o da spavai još pamte šta je zadnje rek'o...

Džaba bilo konja vranih, po livadi razigranih,džaba bilo sata i salaša...Džaba bilo njiva plodnih, vinograda blagorodnih,džaba bilo karuca, čilaša...

Kada nisam s onom koju volem,kada nisam s onom koju volem.

Kad ja nisam s onom koju volem,E, kad nisam s onom koju volem.

Znate l' priču o Vasi Ladačkom? I ja sam je tek onomad čuo.Čak i oni slični njemu, kada razmisle o svemu,kažu da je bio čudna sorta..

Story about Vasa Ladacki

Do you know the story of Vasa Ladachki (it's a name). I heard it just a while agoOnce he didn't come out of tavern for 9 days,he is said to be of a strange kindHis father was "commoner", 'he fed 7 hungry mouths'.His mother was blond,quiet,gentle,??????She died in hers 30-es...

They had a couple of acres of land,little house at the end of alleyOn the table there's "always" bread,just as much as it was neededBut Vasa wanted much more...

He wanted "good" horses on the field playfuledhe wanted a golden watch and granges...he wanted productive fields,rich vineyards???????????????????????, but he couldn't have them

He loved a beautiful but poor lady,he would "take" her only if he had known:youy love only once in your life,rich or poor one,it doesn't choose your mind,it does you heart...

He hoped love will fade.He went from that town foreverHe didn't ever write to anybody,he got married with the "rich girl"the only daughter of some "boss"...

He got "good" horses on the field playfuledgolden watch and grangeshe got productive fields,rich vineyards???????????????????????.ha had it all,but he had nothing

He got drunk,it didn't pass much time,he sold his soul to the devilhe is known to all drunkers,he searched the salvation in the glasbut he couldn't find it...

He was young,they say,when he died,at the centerof tavern,of a heart attackhis head fainted,like he's nappying,like he's sleepingand they still remember his last words...

It's not worth of "good" horses on the field playfuled,it's not worth of golden watch and granges...it's not worth of productive fields,rich vineyardsit's not worth of ????????????....

When I'm not with one that I love,when I'm not with one that I love

when I'm not with one that I loveOh,when I'm not with one that I love

Do you know the story about Vasa Ladachki? I heard it just a while ago.even those similar to him,when they think about everythingthey say he was of a strange kind

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