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Song Information
Music: Urban Koder
Lyrics: Milan Lindič
Conductor: Mario Rijaveć
Eurovision Song Contest 1967
Position: 8th
Points: 7pts

Strel samo za pozdrav
In za zlovo je planil v noč
Sredi trav pokopan tu leži
Kjer je pal brez besede na ustih

Jaz pa čakam pomladi
Slutim nežne dlani moje drage
Čutim božanje las in besedi dve
Brez besed, sredi trav
Ko pomlad je tu

Zakaj me ta beseda trobente spominja na tiste
Ki nimajo na ustih pravih besed?

Le zakaj vse te rože
Sredi polja leže in trohnijo?
Da bi vsi ti ljudje zaslutili čas
In pomlad, ki za vse
Je enkrat samo

A shot just to salute
And to say goodbye and off he went into night
Buried in the middle of the grass, he lies here
Where he fell down without a word on his lips

I’m waiting for spring
I can sense the tender palms of my dear
I feel the caress of my hair and some words
Without words among the grass
When the spring is here

Why does the sound of the trumpet reminds me of those
Who don’t have the right words in their mouths?

Why do all these flowers
Lie and fester in the middle of the field?
So that all these people would anticipate the time
And the spring that for all comes
Only once


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