Rade Šerbedžija "Ne daj se Ines" lyrics

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Ne daj se Ines

Ne daj se, Ines.Ne daj se godinama,moja Ines,drugačijim pokretima i navikama,jer još ti je soba topla;prijatan raspored i rijetki predmeti.

Imala si više ukusa od mene.Tvoja soba - divota - gazdarica ti je u bolnici

Uvijek si se razlikovalapo boji papira svojih pisama, po poklonima,pratila me slijedeceg jutra oko devet do stanice.

I ruši se zeleni autobustjeran jesenjim vjetrom, kao list,niz jednu beogradsku padinu.

U večernjem sam odijelu iopkoljen pogledima.

Ne daj se, mladosti moja,ne daj se, Ines.

Dugo je pripremano naše poznanstvoi onda, slučajno, uz vruću rakiju,i sa svega nekoliko rečenica lose prikrivena zelja.

Tvoj način gospodje i obrazi seljanke.Prostakušo i plemkinjo moja!Pa tvoje grudi, krevet,i moja soba obješena u zraku kao naranča,kao narančasta svjetiljka,nad zelenom i modrom vodom Zagreba;Proleterskih brigada 39, kod Grkovic.

Pokisla ulica od prozora dalje i šum predvečernjihtramvaja.Lijepi trenuci nostalgije, ljubavi i siromaštva,upotreba zajedničke kupaonicei - molim vas ako me tko traži ...

Ne daj se, Ines - evo me,ustajem tek da okrenem ploču.Da li je to nepristojno u ovakvom času,Mozart, Requiem, Agnus Dei.

Meni je ipak najdraži početak.Raspolažem s još milion njeznih i bezobraznihpodataka naše mladosti,koja nas pred vlastitim ocima vara i krade i napušta.

Ne daj se, Ines,poderi pozivnicu, otkazi večeru,prevari muza odlazeći da se počešljašu nekom boljem hoteludodirni me ispod stola koljenom,generacijo moja, ljubavnice.

Znam da ce biti još mladosti,ali ne više ovakve;u prosjeku 1938a.Ja neću imati s kim ostati mlad,ako svi ostarite,i ta ce mi mladost teško pasti,a bit ce ipak da ste vi u pravu,jer ja sam sam na ovoj obalikoju ste napustili i predali bezvoljno.

A ponovno počinje kišakao što već kisi u listopadu na otocima.More od olova i nebo od borova.Udaljeni glasovi koji se miješaju:glas majke, prijatelja, kćeri, ljubavnice, broda, brata.Na brzinu pokupljeno rublje pred kišui nestalo je svjetla s tom bjelinom.

Još malo šetnje uz more i gotovo;Ne daj se, Ines.

Don't give in, Ines

Don't give in, InesDon't let years beat you, my InesWith different moves and habitsBecause your room is still warmCosy layout and rare items

You had more taste than meYour room - splendor - your landlady is in the hospital

You had always distinguishedBy the color of your letters' paper, by your giftsYou followed me the next morning around nine to the station

And the green bus is tearing downDriven by autumn wind, like a leafAlong some Belgrade downhill

I'm in my evening suit andSurrounded by glances

Don't give in, my youthDon't give in, Ines

Our acquaintance had been preparing for a long timeAnd then, suddenly, with hot brandy,And a wish poorly concealed with just a couple of sentences

Your acting of a lady and cheeks of a country girlMy hoyden and noblewoman!And then your breast, the bedAnd my room hung in the air like an orange,Like an orange lampAbove the green and blue water of ZagrebIn the Street of Proleterian Brigades 39, at Grković

Bedraggled street away from the window and the noise of twilight tramsBeautiful moments of nostalgia, love and poverty,Using shared bathroomAnd - please, if someone is asking for me...

Don't give in, Ines, here I amI'm getting up just to rotate the recordIs it rude in a moment like thisMozart, Requiem, Agnus Dei

Still, the beginning is my favoriteI dispose with a million more of gentle and saucy information about our youthWhich is cheating on us and stealing from us and leaving us and all that in front of us

Don't give in, InesRip the invitation, cancel the dinnerCheat on your husband when going to brush your hairAt some better hotelTouch me under the table with your knee,My generation, my mistress

I know there will be more youthBut not like this oneAround 1938I won't have anyone to stay young withIf everybody grows oldAnd that youth will be hard for meAnd you're probably rightBecause I'm alone on this coastWhich you all left and handed over listlessly

And it's starting to rain againLike it's already raining on the islands in OctoberSea made of lead and sky made of pine treesDistant voices which mix:Voice of the mother, friends, daughter, mistress, ship, brotherLaundry quickly picked up before the rainAnd the light is gone with that whiteness

Jut a little bit of walk next to the sea and it's doneDon't give in, Ines

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