At the end of summer and the arrival of autumn, nature begins to perform visual miracles, one of these beautiful miracles are the colors that appear on the leaves of various plants. The vine is one of those plants that pleases us with its true variety of colors.
Sometimes I want to leave my studies
And I write some trade,
Let me be a baker, a tinsmith, or a painter,
To tame the electricity and learn to repair the boiler.
Or to be a chimney sweep and bring happiness,
To be a flute master,
To make services or blow glass,
I don't have to go to college, but I missed it.
My friend was surprised
What is there that bothers me,
What is he to be God and in charge
He wants to graduate from three faculties.
And wouldn't it be nicer now?
To think of a vineyard,
In love to be with him,
As dear to boast of him,
protect it from winter.
It seems that many people want to have a car,
Powerful engine from Japan,
Instead of an ID card, a color television,
Leaving life behind, looking at it in the rearview mirror.
And why not be ordinary, love small things,
Why does everyone have to be in charge?
How beautiful it is to have a face stained with a stain,
And why do I look for a man with sadness.
And wouldn't it be nicer now?
To think of a vineyard,
In love to be with him,
As dear to boast of him,
protect it from winter.
Song by: Miladin Šobić, 1981
You can listen to this beautiful song at: youtu.be/Behl0fsX0dQ