Cro to English- Dvi Sestre Blizanke- Dalmatino

Thank you to anyone who can translate this song =)

Dvi Sestre Blizanke

Ti zaželi želju, moja jedina,
dok se svitnjaci sa neba gase u moru kraj nas,
a dvi najlipše zvizde ka' dvi sestre blizanke
Bog je svojon rukon izabra i zadija za pas.
Svojon rukon skinija pa ji' zadija za pas,
jer je, zlato moje, ponosan na nas.

Kad dva bila konja krenu lagano u kas
nek' nan vile noćas budu svati na ledini kraj nas,
hej, sirota moja, praznih ruku dolazin,
da mi srce dadeš, da te zaprosin;
jer više vridi dobar glas, nego drugoj svilen pas,
hej, sirota moja, nego svilen pas.

Potirat ću konje bile, nek' polete ka' dvi strile;
neka lete ka dvi tice, priko mora do ravnice
nek' ji' nose noge tanke...

Sviraj vitre, zlatne žice,
za dvi sestre lipotice...
Obe lipe ka' iz bajke,
rođene od iste majke;
za dvi sestre, sestre blizanke...

Kad dva bila konja krenu lagano u kas
nek' nan vile noćas budu svati na ledini kraj nas,
hej, sirota moja, praznih ruku dolazin,
da mi srce dadeš, da te zaprosin;
jer više vridi dobar glas, nego drugoj svilen pas,
hej, sirota moja, nego svilen pas.

Potirat ću konje bile, nek' polete ka' dvi strile;
neka lete ka dvi tice, priko mora do ravnice
nek' ji' nose noge tanke...

Sviraj vitre, zlatne žice,
za dvi sestre lipotice...
Obe lipe ka' iz bajke,
rođene od iste majke;
za dvi sestre, sestre blizanke...
Obe lipe ka' iz bajke,
rođene od iste majke,
za dvi sestre, sestre blizanke...

Dvi Sestre Blizanke
Two twin sisters

Ti zaželi želju, moja jedina,
dok se svitnjaci sa neba gase u moru kraj nas,
a dvi najlipše zvizde ka' dvi sestre blizanke
Bog je svojon rukon izabra i zadija za pas.
Svojon rukon skinija pa ji' zadija za pas,
jer je, zlato moje, ponosan na nas.

Make a wish, my only one
While the candlesticks from the sky are extinguishing in the sea by us
And two most beautiful stars, like two twin sisters
God picked by his hand for us and attached on the belt
By his hand took down for us and attached on the belt
because, my treasure he was proud of us


Kad dva bila konja krenu lagano u kas
nek' nan vile noćas budu svati na ledini kraj nas,
hej, sirota moja, praznih ruku dolazin,
da mi srce dadeš, da te zaprosin;
jer više vridi dobar glas, nego drugoj svilen pas,
hej, sirota moja, nego svilen pas.

When two white horses go slowly in the trot
let the faires be tonight our wedding guests on the meadow by us
hey my poor woman, I'm coming with empty hands
for you to give me your heart, to propose you
Because good reputation is more valuable than other's silken belt
hey my poor woman, more valuable than silken belt

Potirat ću konje bile, nek' polete ka' dvi strile;
neka lete ka dvi tice, priko mora do ravnice
nek' ji' nose noge tanke...

I'll chase white horses, to fly away like two arrows
let them fly like two birds, across the sea, across the plain
let the thin legs carry them...

Sviraj vitre, zlatne žice,
za dvi sestre lipotice...
Obe lipe ka' iz bajke,
rođene od iste majke;
za dvi sestre, sestre blizanke...

Oh wind, play on the golden strings
For two beautiful sisters
Both beautiful like from fairy tale
Born of the same mother
for two sisters, twin sisters

Kad dva bila konja krenu lagano u kas
nek' nan vile noćas budu svati na ledini kraj nas,
hej, sirota moja, praznih ruku dolazin,
da mi srce dadeš, da te zaprosin;
jer više vridi dobar glas, nego drugoj svilen pas,
hej, sirota moja, nego svilen pas.

When two white horses go slowly in the trot
let the faires be tonight our wedding guests on the meadow by us
hey my poor woman, I'm coming with empty hands
for you to give me your heart, to propose you
Because good reputation is more valuable than other's silken belt
hey my poor woman, more valuable than silken belt

Potirat ću konje bile, nek' polete ka' dvi strile;
neka lete ka dvi tice, priko mora do ravnice
nek' ji' nose noge tanke...

I'll chase white horses, to fly away like two arrows
let them fly like two birds, across the sea, across the plain
let the thin legs carry them...

Sviraj vitre, zlatne žice,
za dvi sestre lipotice...
Obe lipe ka' iz bajke,
rođene od iste majke;
za dvi sestre, sestre blizanke...
Obe lipe ka' iz bajke,
rođene od iste majke,
za dvi sestre, sestre blizanke...


Oh wind, play on the golden strings
For two beautiful sisters
Both beautiful like from fairy tale
Born of the same mother
for two sisters, twin sisters
Both beautiful like from fairy tale
Born of the same mother
for two sisters, twin sisters

thanks again! the translation sounds a little weird in English but I still think it's a beautiful song =)

Yes, indeed, it's difficult one to translate

Thanx a lot .....