Olja Savičević Ivančević

Bossa Nova

Language: croatian

Translations: english (Bossa Nova), macedonian (Bossa Nova), polish (Bossa Nova), czech (Bossa Nova)

Bossa Nova

neka ljeto drhti ispred naših vrata
nemoj mu otvoriti nek umre od želje
mi ćemo se smijati gole i crne
i probavati gospođine haljine
plesat ćemo čitav dan djevojčice
pokraj starog gramofona
lijeno kao mačke
na prstima na petama okret
tvoje su ruke u zraku
moje su ruke na struku
dozivaju nas mornari pod prozorom
oni znaju naša imena
ti si marmelada od šljive
ja od gorke naranče

Translations:

Language: english

Bossa Nova

Let the summer shiver outside our door
Do not let him in let him burn with desire
We will laugh naked and black
And try on madam's dresses
We will dance all day long, girl
By the old record player
As lazy as cats
On our toes on our heels we turn
Your hands are in the air
My hands are on my waist
Sailors beneath the window are calling us
They know our names
You are Plum Jam
I am Bitter Orange

Language: macedonian

Bossa Nova

Нека летото трепери пред вратата
Не отворај му нека пукне од желба
Ние ќе се смееме голи и црни
Ќе ги пробуваме госпоѓините фустани
Ќе танцуваме цел ден, девојче
Крај стариот грамофон
Мрзеливо како мачки
На прсти на петици свртување
Твоите раце се во воздух
Моите раце се на половината
Нè довикуваат морнарите под прозорецот
Тие ги знаат нашите имиња
Ти си Мармалад од Слива
Јас од Горчлив Портокал.

Language: polish

Bossa Nova

Niech lato drży przed naszymi drzwiami
Nie otwieraj mu niech umrze z pożądania
My będziemy się gołe i czarne śmiać
I przymierzać suknie pani domu
Tańczyć będziemy cały dzień, dziewczynki
Obok starego gramofonu
Leniwe jak koty
Na palcach na piętach obrót
Twoje ręce w powietrzu
Moje ręce na talii
Pod oknem nawołują nas marynarze
Oni znają nasze imiona
Ty jesteś Marmoladą ze Śliwek
Ja z Gorzkiej Pomarańczy

Language: czech

Bossa Nova

Ať se léto třese před našimi dveřmi
Neotevírej mu, jen ať umře touhou
My se budeme smát černé a nahé
A zkoušet šaty paní
Protancujeme celý den, děvčátka
U starého gramofonu
Líně jako kočky
Na prstech na patách otáčka
Tvé ruce jsou ve vzduchu
Mé ruce jsou kolem pasu
Volají nás námořníci pod oknem
Co znají naše jména
ty jsi Marmeláda Švestková
A já z Hořkých Pomerančů

Olja Savičević Ivančević

photo © private

* 16.09.1974, Split, Croatia
lives in: Split, Croatia

Olja Savičević Ivančević was born in 1974 in Split. She writes poetry, short stories and newspaper columns. She published several books of poetry as well as a short stories collection book (Nasmijati psa), which was translated into German and Serbian. Her work has been translated all around the world in a total of ten different languages.

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