Green, Green Grass of Home
Porter WagonerOriginal | Versione croata di Miki Jevremovic (1967) |
GREEN, GREEN GRASS OF HOME The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train, and there to meet me is my Mama and Papa. And down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. The old house is still standing tho' the paint is cracked and dry, and there's that old oak tree that I used to play on. And down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries. It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. Then I awake and look around me, at four grey wall surround me and I realize that I was only dreamin’ For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak. Again I’ll touch the green, green grass of home. They'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree as they lay me ‘neath the green, green grass of home. | ZELENA, ZELENA TRAVA MOG DOMA Na bregu tu moj je dom tu je i kraj putu mom na pragu stoje otac stari i majka Oko kuce svud zelena trava ovde mi detinjstvo spava zbog nje i sad ponekad ceznem ja Kao da je juce bilo pamtim jedno toplo krilo za njim i sad jos uvek ceznem ja I sad jos, jos je ziv bese jako star i prek a njegov Zuca, gle drugarski repom mase Eno trci mi u susret Meri lepa je u predveceri k'o san, k'o san kad miluje nas dom A sve ovo brzo nestaje i stvarnost donese dan i shvatih da sve je bio san Nema Meri i nema Zuce nema one stare kuce i znam, i znam, daleko je moj dom Kako zelim da vidim rodni kraj koji pruza mir ali znam da je daleko moj dom |