Над вечерним Дунаем разносится
Белый цвет, белый цвет, белый цвет.
И на память мелодия просится,
Прошлых лет, Прошлых лет, Прошлых лет...
Но расстаяли птичьими стаями,
Нашей песни простые слова.
Ты уходишь в огонь Югославия!
Без меня! Без меня! Без меня!

За ночь под свинцовым градом,
За то что меня нет рядом,
Ты прости сестра моя - Югославия!
За смерть под дождем весенним,
За то что не стал спасением!
Ты прости сестра моя - Югославия!

Черноглазой девчонкой растерянной,
Ты стоишь на другом берегу.
Но добраться до этого берега
Не могу, не могу, не могу.
Над вечерним Дунаем разносится
Белый цвет, белый цвет, белый цвет.
И на память мелодия просится,
Прошлых лет, Прошлых лет, Прошлых лет...


За ночь под свинцовым градом,
За то что меня нет рядом,
Ты прости сестра моя - Югославия!
За смерть под дождем весенним,
За то что не стал спасением!
Ты прости сестра моя - Югославия!

Nad vechernim Dunaem raznositsya
Belyi tsvet, belyi tsvet, belyi tsvet
I na pamyat melodiya prositsya
Proshyh let, proshyh let, proshyh let...
No rasstayali ptichimi stayami
Nashei pesni prostyye slova
Ty uhodish v ogon Yugoslavia!
Bez menya! Bez menya! Bez menya!

Za noch pod svintsovym gradom,
Za to chto menya net ryadom,
Ty prosti sestra moya - Yugoslavia!
Za smert pod dojdem vesennim,
Za to chto ne stal spaseniyem!
Ty prosti sestra moya - Yugoslavia!

Chernoglazoi devchonkoi rasteryannoi,
Ty stoish na drugom beregu.
No dobratsya do etogo berega
Ne mogu, ne mogu, ne mogu.
Nad vechernim Dunaem raznositsya
Belyi tsvet, belyi tsvet, belyi tsvet
I na pamyat melodiya prositsya
Proshyh let, proshyh let, proshyh let...

Za noch pod svintsovym gradom,
Za to chto menya net ryadom,
Ty prosti sestra moya - Yugoslavia!
Za smert pod dojdem vesennim,
Za to chto ne stal spaseniyem!
Ty prosti sestra moya - Yugoslavia!


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    General CommentAbove evening Danube it is carried
    White color, white color, white color.
    And for memory the melody asks,
    The last years, the Last years, the Last years...
    But bird's flights,
    Our song simple words.
    You leave in fire Yugoslavia!
    Without me! Without me! Without me!

    For a night under a lead hailstones,
    For that that I was not present beside,
    You forgive my sister - Yugoslavia!
    For death under a rain spring,
    For that that did not become rescue!
    You forgive my sister - Yugoslavia!

    The black-eyed little girl lost,
    You cost on other I protect.
    But to reach this coast
    I can not, I can not, I can not.
    Above evening Danube it is carried
    White color, white color, white color.
    And for memory the melody asks,
    The last years, the Last years, the Last years...


    For a night under a lead hailstones,
    For that that I was not present beside,
    You forgive my sister - Yugoslavia!
    For death under a rain spring,
    For that that did not become rescue!
    You forgive my sister - Yugoslavia!
    Blackandwild1on April 09, 2007   Link
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    General CommentIn the evening, the Danube flows
    White, white, white
    And my memory recalls a melody that pleads
    From the past, from the past, from the past
    But the flocks of birds bid farewell
    Our songs are mere words
    You jump into the fire, Yugoslavia!
    Without me! Without me! Without me!

    Over the night beneath a hail of lead
    Over the fact that I'm not nearby
    Forgive me, my sister - Yugoslavia!
    Over the death beneath spring rain
    Over the fact that I never became a saviour!
    Forgive me, my sister - Yugoslavia!

    As with a confused black-eyed girl
    You stand on another shore
    But to reach this shore
    I'm unable, I'm unable, I'm unable
    In the evening, the Danube flows
    White light, white light, white light
    And my memory recalls a melody that pleads
    From the past, from the past, from the past
    linalkaon August 17, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI think this version is the most accurate:

    A white flower floats on the evening Danube
    And the melody of the passed years requires the memory
    But simple lyrics of our song faded away as flocks of birds
    You leave in the fire, Yugoslavia!
    Without me! Without me! Without me!

    For the night in the rain of leads
    For that I'm not by you
    You, forgive me, my sister, Yugoslavia!
    For the death in the spring rain
    For that I wasn't helpful to you
    You, forgive me, my sister, Yugoslavia!

    You stand on the other shore as an black-eyed girl at a loss
    But I never can get to that shore
    A white flower floats on the evening Danube
    And the melody of the passed years requires the memory

    For the night in the rain of leads
    For that I'm not by you
    You, forgive me, my sister, Yugoslavia!
    For the death in the spring rain
    For that I wasn't helpful to you
    You, forgive me, my sister, Yugoslavia!
    rent-a-trenton March 01, 2009   Link

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