The fact that you got goosebumps from a song you don't even understand makes a difference between emptiness and fullness in every sense. The song speaks of the suffering of ordinary people, and our people are one of the few who have suffered a lot throughout their entire history because they are unyielding and proud.
Breskvica je muzicki obrazovana , a pesma simbolicno opisuje Srbiju i njena stradanja kroz vekove, takodje i velicanstvenost nase vere koja nas je odrzala kroz sve istorijske oluje !!! Divna prezentacija i odlicna instrumentalna pratnja pesme . Bravo Breskvice , andjelu nas !!!😇😇😇
No matter how many times I listen to this song, I ALWAYS get chills and cry (I guess you have to understand the lyrics to feel the emotion strong enough to cry). But it is definitely in the top 2 songs in Serbia. Breskvica and Zorja for the win!
Its a shame she didn't win😢 before i looked up the lyrics, i was amazed and when i understood the meaning, my heart has melted ♥️ ❤😊 breskvica is amazing to me
[Verse 1] Spring brought the sun along Over the hills, everything has blossomed On the plain, an apple is growing Unripe, it fell from the branch with a strong cry [Chorus] A gray cloud hides the sky Black birds again Thunder, lightning, hail falls And it destroys the eagle's nest [Post-Chorus] Eagle (Destroy the eagle's nest) Eagle [Verse 2] Wakeful morning, the night is tired The apple on the grass, sad and gloomy It blooms again, sends down roots Just as it takes a glimpse of the sun, here comes a huge shadow [Chorus] A gray cloud hides the sky Black birds again Thunder, lightning, hail falls And it destroys the eagle's nest Dad says to the little eagle "It will be over, son" The black birds will go away It will be clear again [Ending] My dear, my dear, it will be clear again My dear, my dear, everything will be over My dear, hey, hey, hey My dear, my dear, everything will be over
The nest of an eagle The spring has brought along the sun Over the hills everything was abloom On the plain an apple sprouting Unripe, it falls from the branch with a loud shriek A gray cloud hides the sky, there come black birds again It thunders, it flashes, it hails smashing the eagle's nest the morning is awake, the night is weary an apple on the grass, sorrowful and gloomy It blooms again, it grows roots And just as it catches a glimpse of the sun, there's a looming shadow A gray cloud hides the sky, there come black birds again It thunders, it flashes, it hails shattering the eagle's nest Dad says to his eaglet, "it will be over, son" The black birds will go away, it will be sunny again My darling, my darling, it will be serene again My darling, my darling, everything will be over
