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Post by Bozur on Aug 21, 2008 13:32:17 GMT -5
Smrt Popa Mila Jovovica ( Gusle ) - 1. deo (Death of Priest Milo Jovovic fighting Turks) 9 min 09 sec -
Smrt Popa Mila Jovovica ( Gusle ) - 2. deo 9 min 44 sec -
Rambo Amadeus - Smrt Popa Mila Jovovica from '90-'91 a modern adaptation of a traditional montenegrin ... 4 min 23 sec -
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Post by Bozur on Aug 21, 2008 13:32:35 GMT -5
* english translation bellow
Naslov: Smrt Popa Mila Jovovica Izvodi: Antonije Pusic (Rambo Amadeus)
SMRT POPA MILA JOVOVICA
U danima kad na Niksic Crnogorci udarise Kad bijahu dosli dani Da ne bude turski vise
U logoru crnogorskom Pokraj kule Lekovica Neko knjazu okleveta Popa Mila Jovovica.
A knjaz Mila dozivase Uz prisustvo svih vojvoda Pa mu rece: ,,Pope Milo, nit' si vino nit' si voda!''
Planu Milo kao munja Polece mu sablji ruka A dva oka k'o strijele Sijevnuse u hajduka.
Vojvode se uplasise Od izgleda vuka gorskog Da oruzje ne potegne Na vladara crnogorskog.
Ka da mu ostrim macem Srce musko rasijece Pa zavika: ,,Gospodaru, Bog sa tobom, sta to rece!''
Zar priznjanje to je tvoje sto ucinje Crnoj Gori i zar ima neko ko bi moga Mila da prekori
Knjaz ne rece nista vise vec u stranu neku gleda dok cuvenom harambasi srce puca od ijeda
Pa se s teskom ljutnom bori savladjuje bijes u se a na prsi zlatne toke od ijeda tresu mu se
Pa ljutito napustio Gospodara i vojvode I pod sator svoj svileni Sa mislima teskim ode.
Jeknu kao lavra Njeno ime pravda ga, pece, voli Misli kako osvetit se Gosppodaru Knjaz Nikoli
Pa u ljutnji gusle zgrabi Odjeknuse tanke strune Kliknu Milo kao soko Te se majkom Djetnom kune: Da ce poci u grad Niksic Sam bez ikog istog dana I na megdan pozvat' silnog Musovica kapetana.
Baci gusle uzja' vranca Preko Zete predje vode I na hatu pomamnome Preko polja gradu ode.
Leti vranac niz rastoke Kao da ga nose krila No s bedema turska straza Opazila popa Mila.
Pa izlaze iz sanaca da cuvenog gosta vide da pitaju jedan rugog kojekud ce, otkud ide
To je neko poludio ili, ide na predaju ili ide da pogine turske straze nagadaju
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A pop Milo sve je blize Do Turaka i sanaca Pod sobom je zamorio Bijesnoga svoga vranca.
Kao sto mu dolikuje Bira turske porodice Na najtvrdje ide sance Na najljuce gradske zlice.
Pa ako bi poginuo Da pogine od junaka Od cuvenih i priznatih Ferizovih potomaka.
Ustavi ga turska straza Na kapiju kod Niksica Kaza im se i naredi: ,,Zovite mi Musovica!''
Kada cuse Turci ko je Potrcase kapetanu Malo zato i Musovic Na kapiju gradsku banu.
Pa kad vidje popa Mila Na bijesnom vrancu svome Dolasku se iznenadnom Obradova njegovome.
,,Odkud jutros Jovovicu!'' Veselijem glasom rece ,,Zar od knjaza crnogorskog U moj tvrdi grad utece.
Primamo te objerucke Sve cemo ti oprostiti Zivotu ti harambaso Vjeruj nece nista biti.''
Planu Mile: ,,Dosta vise! Ne budali bez potrebe. Ja sam dosa kapetane Da na megdan zovem tebe.
Da dokazem Gospodaru da nijesam sto on kaze o onome ko me manjka i o meni svasta laze
No se spremi i izadji Biraj mjesto za megdana.'' Te rijeci kao munja Pogodise kapetana.
Preblijedje pred hajdukom Iz junacke Markovine Jer je znao da od sablje Njegove se lako gine.
Ne sm'je megdan da prihvati Prepade se svojoj glavi A na slavu i na proslost Kuce svoje zaboravi.
Nijesu mu kao i on strasni vice bili stari no junacki tri vijeka sa Niksicem upravljali
Izlazili na medgane najboljijem junacima sjekli glave crnogorske po brdima i klancima
Danas sablja moja gine na ceslavu kuce ove nema srca da pozivu junackome se odazove
Vec u strahu, kukavicki Znak na kulu strazi dade Jeknu plotun sa glavice Pop pogodjen s konja pade.
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Vranac pregnu i pobjeze Natrag preko vode Zete A na Mila sa sabljama Niz glavicu Turci lete.
Pa se grabe ko ce prije Manut' sabljom po sokolu Za cije je ime culo I Car sami u Stambolu
Na mrtvoga popa stize Ferizovic Hasan prvi Zviznu sablja glava pade Uz tocenu lokvu krvi.
Na najvecu gradsku kulu Na vrh hana Musovica Istaknuse Turci glavu Popa Mila Jovovica
Sa svrzovog ostrog koca Gleda Milo sa visine Kako mu se Turci zore I po gradu senluk cine.
A gavran se, crna ptica Obradova iznenada Kad krvavu vidje glavu Pa se vije iznad grada.
Primice se iznad cabre Da na bedem padne prvi Po starijem navikama Musku glavu da nagrdi.
A krijuci iz harema Kroz pendzere vire bule Da cuvenu vide glavu Srpskog popa na vrh kule. Ne mogu se nagledati I izcudit bule mlade Pa pitaju jedna drugu Sto popovske nema brade
No kad Vranac zarazao Pred satorom Popa Mila Sva se vojska Crnogorska U logoru uzbunila
Jer se jadu dosjetise Pa planove tajne grade Malo zatim turska straza Trup bez glave vec predade
Kad vidjose trup bez glave Cuvenoga harambase Sve vojvode i vojnici U logoru zaplakase
Smrknulo se Knjazu lice Mnogo zali Popa Mila Jer njegova je rijec jutros Poput munje smrti bila
Pa doziva Perjanike I ovako kaze njima; "Sahranite Popa Mila, Sa najvecim pocastima. Jer je Milo zasluzio Kroz sto nasih okrsaja Da s junackim pocastima Sahranimo ljutog zmaja Ucesnik je svih bitaka Od Bojane pa do Drine Pa i jako danas ludo ode U grad i pogine"
Ma u jutro u svitanje Jedna hrabra zena mlada Pokrade se kroz sanceve Iz Niksica turskog grada
Ustavi je nasa straza A Gospava njima kaza "Nisi im nesto mnogo vazno za Nikolu vaseg knjaza"
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Post by Bozur on Aug 21, 2008 13:54:47 GMT -5
The death… death of… parson Milo… Parson Milo Jovovic
In the days when on Niksic Montenegrin men decided when the day came That all the Turks must be abolished In the Montenegrin camp near the Tower of Lekovic Someone slandered the name of parson Milo Jovovic
So the lord said to Milo in front of all the dukes told him "Parson Milo, *you are neither water neither wine" (*enigma, questionable)
As soon as Milo heard this, he grabbed his sabre’s hilt and two eyes like spears glared within the eyes of *hajduk (*outlaws, highwaymen or freedom fighters)
All the other nobles froze from the sight of the mountain wolf that he doesn't pull a weapon on Montenegrin ruler
As if with a sharp sword his male heart was cut he yelled,"My lord, god be with you, what have you said!"
Angrily leaving ruler and the dukes headed for his tent with heavy thoughts
In his rage he grabbed to play gusle, the chords almost tore His shout went across the cliffs like a Falcon, on his mother Djetna’s life he swore On going to town of Nikshic unescorted on the same day And calling on a duel the mighty captain Mushovic
He threw away the gusle, mounted his stallion And galloped across river Zeta, heading for the town doors
If death is to come let it come from a hero from known and renown descendants of Idriz
The horse rode down the slopes as if gifted with wings The Turkish guards could easily see him approaching
Milo came nearer and nearer to Turkish ramparts With his stallion exhausted, fighting for it’s breath
Accordingly to his own renowned name as a fighter Parson Milo charged at the toughest town tower
If he is to die, then may he die like a man By a well known and mighty hero’s hand
The Turkish stopped him at the gate "Fetch me Mushovic, " he yelled out straight
As soon as the Turks recognized his face To the captain’s quarters they started to race When Mushovic came out and saw Milo’s presence
He rejoiced at this unexpected appearance What wind brought you here, in a jolly voce he said
"Has the Montenegro Lord also put up a price for your head? You’re welcomed to stay, and we’ll even give you a pardon Your life is now in safe hands, trust me, parson"
Milo burst in anger, "Enough, stop acting like a fool For I have come, captain, to challenge you to a duel! So get ready and come out to choose your weapon" These words struck the captain like a cannon
He dared not showing to the famous rebel even his nose For he knew that Milo’s sabre had made a lot of widows
Won’t accept the duel, scared out of his mind He threw his family’s fame and good name aside
And like a coward secretly signaled to a guard A gun went of, Milo got shot and fell to the ground
The stallion jolted and galloped across the Zeta river Heading for Milo, the Turks run down the tower
Pushing and shoving, fighting for the privilege Of being the first to try on Milo their sabre’s edge
Ferizovic Hasan came up to him first Sabre hissed, head fell, the blood burst
High up on the town gates, on the top of tower Mushovic The Turks spiked the head of parson Milo Jovovic
Milo faced, from the top of the town gate The Turks feasting and celebrating his grim fate
A black raven bird had a pleasant surprise When it saw the parson’s head bleeding on the spike
So it started to fly down, approaching the parson To disfigure his face, according to the old custom
Secretly, from the harem, the Turkish women stared Trying to get a look at the famous Serbian parson’s head
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Post by Bozur on Aug 21, 2008 14:32:40 GMT -5
Note * 'Turks' here are actually Montenegrin Muslims.
The translation doesn't have the latter parts about;
- Turk women asking themselves where is the beard of priest Milo - Montenegrin warriors and dukes crying about Milo - Montenegrin Ruler feeling worse - Montenegrin Ruler stating that Milo deserves honorable funeral - Montenegrin Ruler stating that Milo was in all the battles - Montenegrin woman brings to Ruler Nikola the head ( after risking her own life to get the head) - Unrecognizable face that even Milo's mother could not recognize - Nikola "Why ohh Milo.... this morning I just was joking" - Nikola "Who would have thought you would have done this" - Nikola kissed the head and stopped talking. - Milo's Nephew "What made you do this and why not call for me?" - Comparison made to Milos Obilic (Milo) and Serb Ruler Lazar (Battle of Kosovo is the event that this was compared to in 1389)
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Post by Bozur on Aug 21, 2008 15:03:20 GMT -5
The story is about Montenegrin hero Pop (Priest) Milo Jovovic and Montenegrin Ruler (Knjaz) Nikola and Montenegrin Dukes. Days were when Montenegins were trying to take Niksic from 'Turks'. (mid 1800s).
One morning Knjaz was told that Milo is not to be trusted and Knjaz addresses Milo in front of other dukes and tells Milo "you are neither wine nor water" (means without substance, not to be trusted). Milo explodes and lives and gives his word that he will prove himself that same day.
He goes to Turkish city of Niksic. Once there he asks for best of the best (according to family traditions) which is Musovic. Musovic initially happy greets the hero and offers him safety in Captain Niksic despite animosity and that all will be forgiven. Milo angrily stoped him and tell him to stop fulling around and that he is there for a duel so he can prove his Ruler that he is no traitor. Captain became scared of Milo's sword that has killed many and forgets family fame and cowardly give order to have him killed.
His head is put one a spike where a brave Montenegrin women (risking her life) takes it from. She brings it back to Montenegrin rules. Knjaz tells his head (after kissing it) how could he let his temper dictate him for it was all a joke and he was beyond doubt while Montenegrins shed tears for their hero.
Comparison is made to Milos Obilic (Serbian medieval hero) whose name was also slandered and who gives his word to Serb King Lazar that next day (1389 Kosovo Battle is the time frame) him Milos will kill personally Murat which he does to prove himself.
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