Onaj ko te ljubi sretan je
neka je
sa mnom ce se borit' za tebe
kunem se
Onaj ko te ljubi sretan je
neka je
sa mnom ce se borit' za tebe
kunem se
Ćuti i prenesi dalje....
dosao sam da te nosim
da se ne bojis
da ne govoris nema me
dosao sam dati kazem cuvj me
tvoj korak je moje ime
cuvaj me
smesi se... sutra ce biti gore
Look at me standing
here on my own again
up straight in the sunshine
I need a friend
oh, I need friend
to make me happy
not so alone.......
nije dotakla ništa što bi moglo da boli
njene ruke su bele kao led
njene misli su čiste, ona misli da voli,ona veruje, veruje
If you had one wish, what would it be
If you had one wish, would it be about me
Just one with, could it be about me...
".. Moze da me muci, da me moli, da me voli
i sece vene ona mene
blokira.. ona me trokira.." to slusam celo prepodne
Krek, krek.. Ne gudra
It can cut you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fire
On a wire between will and what will be
She's a maniaaac, maniaaaac on the floor
And she's dancing like she's never danced before
Skoro svako jutro kada odem po doručak u pekaru, ide ova stvar. Nemam pojma kako to??! I danas. I juče. Izlu]uje me, danima ne mogu da je izbacim iz glave!
She asks me why
I'm just a hairy guy
I'm hairy noon and night
Hair that's a fright
I'm hairy high and low
Don't ask me why
Don't know
It's not for lack of break
Like the Grateful Dead
Darling ....
... zašto nisi, hteo da toplo me zagrliš ...
... nazoveš svojom, i šapneš mi koju laž ...
... ti stvaraš boli, onima koji te vole ...
... mi tek smo počeli, već je došao kraj ...
lalalallalalalala
Ako vam deluje da je sve u redu, nešto vam je promaklo.
"Angels falling through my hair
I want to meet them tomorrow..."
mi menjamo dan za noc
mi menjamo noc za dan
smesi se... sutra ce biti gore
.. And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.
Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe.
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase,
One of my bad days....
".. Mala vida..
ta mi se da mi korason.."
posto natucam spanski, ovo je moja interpretacija
moj naklon
Krek, krek.. Ne gudra
Accepting all I've done and said
I want to stand and stare again
'Til there's nothing left out, oh whoa whoa
It remains there in your eyes...
Please don't strip my mind..
Leave something behind..
And even though you're fed up, you got to keep your head up.