El kolo go balà

'Zuf de Žur

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IO DANCIAVA LE KOLO	I DANCED THE KOLO

Io danciava le kolo	I danced the kolo
illac in Meleda:	down there in Meleda:
mi mano in mano	my hand in hand
pueretta de Breda,	little girl from Breda,
que nunquam lassava	that she never got tired of
portar le moschetto	to carry the musket
vetule de Aiduco,	old man from Aiduco,
juxta le Neretva	along the Neretva
rubie de sango	red with blood
como le bandiera ondulant	like the waving flag
hodie in le medio del kolo,	tonight in the middle of the kolo,
plene de fame como omnes vos,	full of hunger like all of you,
partisanes disrumpite.	ragged partisans.

Stoppa Morte,	Stop Death,
sedia, riposa:	sit down, rest:
al aurora	at dawn
le armas automatic te dicera	the machine guns will tell you
si Vlado o Jure	whether Vlado or Jure
se maritara con te.	they will marry you.

Dama Morte,	Lady Death,
sedia e riposa.	sit down and rest.
Ecce le grappa,	Here's the grappa,
bibe la abundantemente.	drink it galore.
E observa les dansar,	And watch them dance,
mi amica.	my friend.

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