4 Laste
Jakov Jozinović · Ja za čuda letim
4 laste Lyrics
[Tekst pjesme ''4 laste"]
[Strofa 1]
Procvjetale grane, selice prošaptale
Postelju od slave da mi život prostire
A gdje si ti, gdje si ti
Kad o tebi misle, usne same govore
Tiho da ih niko osim mene nečuje
A gdje si ti, gdje si ti
[Pred-refren]
Gdje si kada sunce svane, gdje si kada zalazi
Gdje su tvoje ruke male, 'ajde reci mi
[Refren]
Sanjaš li još one čet'ri laste, da te vrate
U topli dom, onom koji zna te, a ja znam te
Sanjaš li još one čet'ri laste, da te vrate
U topli dom, onom koji zna te, a ja znam te
[Strofa 2]
Grane sve su veće, te zime prolaze
Eh da mi je sreće, da me život daruje
A gdje si ti, gdje si ti
[Pred-refren]
Gdje si kada sunce svane, gdje si kada zalazi
Gdje su tvoje ruke male, 'ajde reci mi
[Refren]
Sanjaš li još one čet'ri laste, da te vrate
U topli dom, onom koji zna te, a ja znam te
Sanjaš li još one čet'ri laste, da te vrate
U topli dom, onom koji zna te, a ja znam te
4 Laste
"4 Laste" is a song that feels like a memory you cannot quite place. The track, by Croatian singer Jakov Jozinovi?, is a ballad that opens with images of spring and migration: "Procvjetale grane, selice pro?aptale" ? "The branches blossomed, the emigrants whispered."
The translation on Plyric captures the song's longing: "A bed of glory that my life spreads / And where are you, where are you / When they think of you, the lips themselves speak." It is a song about the ache of absence.
The lyrics are full of the kind of poetic imagery that defines the best Balkan ballads. The narrator speaks of a bed of glory that life might spread for him, and of someone who is not there. It is a song about the distance between where you are and where you want to be.
What stays with me is how the song captures the beauty of waiting. It is a song about the ache of absence, and it is delivered with a tenderness that is hard to shake.
The translation on Plyric captures the song's longing: "A bed of glory that my life spreads / And where are you, where are you / When they think of you, the lips themselves speak." It is a song about the ache of absence.
The lyrics are full of the kind of poetic imagery that defines the best Balkan ballads. The narrator speaks of a bed of glory that life might spread for him, and of someone who is not there. It is a song about the distance between where you are and where you want to be. It is a song that stays with you long after it ends. It is a song that stays with you long after it ends. It is a song that stays with you long after it ends. It is a song that stays with you long after it ends.