My favourite Djordje Balasevic's song



'Autumn Is Coming My Quince'

That morning I arrived in economy class
and went home from the station quickly, through gardens and shortcuts well know.
And in the army I found a 'friend til the end'
and got a chronical arthritis, souvenir from the guardian days.
I entered walking on a tiptoe,
my mother was already awake and she crossed herself quickly.
She said: It passed in a split of second,
it's good that you came, there is wedding right next to us
so they will play for you, and you will chose (songs).
The wedding was like any other, what else to say,
parade of drunkeness and bad taste,
and a well-know girl dressed in white.
I already wished them health and happiness
she grabbed the flowers from my hands
and hid her look under the veil.
Then the Gipsies saw me,
the godfather asked for a song,
but they dont care because now I am here.
Wide smile and a golden tooth,
I know it's not easy for you,
but dont be harsh today
but command what to play.
Play the song "Autumn is comming my quince", an early autumn
let the tambourine in transe ring.
I know this song is not for celebrations and weddings
but I have to hear that romance
Play the song "Autumn is comming my quince", but slowly
so that I wouldnt miss a word
take the glasses and pitchers away
I would break the world as a joke
if it only was made of glass, my quince
I'm going home rarely, and I'm writing even less
and the photos are fading away
so the nice ones are pushing out ugly ones
But sometimes I order a drink and that's how it goes
and I come to her wedding
all real loves are sad
I dont talk about it with anyone
that wave goes by quickly and I know I will sink
gipsies come as a rescue
they have heart for all of us, they dont care
they ask me what to play