Слова песни "Malo Mi Za Sricu Triba" Doris Dragovic

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Lipi grozdi srca moga
puni vina njegovoga
a on neće doć u jemadvu

Bokun mora, bokun neba
kamen cvita kad ga gleda
a di neću ja, di neću ja
na me stavi kap ljubavi

Ref.
Malo mi za sriću triba
da me zove moja lipa
da mi kažu zlato moje
lipe usne te njegove
vilo moja Dalmatinska
želja se u tilu stiska
bez njega je duša suva
kao i maslina bez ulja

U traversi nebo ima
modre zvizde di će s njima
stavlja ih u oči njegove

Ref.

Beautiful grapes of my heart
full of his wine
and he won't come to pick them

A bit of sea, a bit of sky
rock is blooming when he's looking at it
of course I'm blooming too, of course I'm blooming too
Put on me the drop of love

Ref.
I don't need a lot for happiness
it's enough to call me my beautiful one
I want them to say 'my gold'
those beautiful lips of his
my dalmatian fairy
The wish is squeezing in my body
without him my soul is dry
as olive without oil

In traverse the sky has
blue stars, where will it put them
it puts them in his eyes