Devojka Sa Čardaš Nogama [English translation]

She wore a silk waistcoat

Like in a folk song

And a little cross, a sign on the necklace

that she’s been waiting for someone, allegedly.

Oh, that was the wedding

Everyone garnished and dressed-up

And were playing so good

Even better than we were paid for.

But, that’s another story...

I wore a cashmere scarf

And a vest embroided with secrets

Exactly the kind of man her aunts with perms

were keeping her away from.

She was looking at me like a doe

infatuated by a sad song.

Whom you belong to, spotted chick,

Why aren’t you meant for me?

Oh, well…

Hey, let down your hair full of pollen

Come one, in spite of the witches!

Hey, raise the skirt above the knees,

I know you’ve been hiding “czardas“

I told her “Move on, let go of me,

and look for a better catch

My guitar is too small

To hide you from the rain”.

I told her: “I am here just

To make the time go faster

I wear the wandering boots

It is hard to love me…”

Well, it is...

Come one, let down your hair full of pollen

Come one, in spite of the witches!

Hey, raise the skirt above the knees,

I know you’ve been hiding “czardas“

Hey, fly down, you little bird

Right here, on my golden strings

The fire is spreading all over your eyes

Break something up and dance, fast and wild.