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Svanulo je iznad crkve Svetog Marka,
cistaci u zutom ulice su prali,
kuci su se vukli parovi iz parka,
sta smo mogli, mi smo jedno drugom dali,
dobro jutro!
Otresas sa sebe lisce i prasinu,
struzem s pantalona ostatke od blata,
polako i sigurno, bezis u tisinu,
cekaju te dole taksisti kod JAT-a,
dobro jutro!
Cele noci ti si forsirala konjak,
jutro kvari sinoc zapocete veze,
zorom si me sutnula ko poslednji dronjak,
ja sam ti uz pice dosao ko meze.
Dok veselo cvrkucu pticice sa grana,
sakrivas rukama razmazano lice,
u ustima vucem trulez od duvana,
u daljini laju dzukci lutalice,
dobro jutro!

If God had a name, what would it be
And would you call it to his face
If you were faced with him in all his glory
What would you ask if you had just one question

And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home

If God had a face what would it look like
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in jesus and the saints and all the prophets

And yeah yeah god is great yeah yeah god is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
He's trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome

And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if god was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
Just trying to make his way home
Like a holy rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just trying to make his way home
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome

Jeste li znali Marčelinu,
ženu iz one ulice?
Smijeh je tražila,
bol upoznala,
Marčelina.

Na čelu nosila je tugu,
u oku joj je sjala noć.
Pramen kose živ,
čuvala je crn,
Marčelina.

ovaj ples dame biraju
one to inace bolje znaju
bez dileme
biras mene

pocnimo bez veze
i reci tom tvom da zaveze
opusti se
pridji blize

sad vec kasno je
ali da mi je
bar jednom
bar jednom
proci suncanom stranom

uvijek me nervira
kad neka tako lijepa zena
voda kretena

oprezno da necuje on
sapuces mi na uho
adresu i telefon

kao sav fini svijet
slazi mu da ides u toalet
i eto to je to

nista posebno
al meni je vec pomalo dosadno
da radim ono
ono

naravno sad kasno je
ali bar jednom da mi je
bar jednom
proci suncanom stranom

Stajala je usred bašte ko najljepši cvijet
Kao da je dio mašte i muzike te
Slušala je pjesmu moju posljednju što pjevam njoj
Sad joj kažem zbogom draga a bila je život moj

Prošla je kroz moje snove i bila je tren
Cijelim tijelom bila moja ja bio sam njen
Nosila je našu ljubav našu sreću prvi cvijet
Bacila je sve niz rijeku i pošla u drugi svijet

A noćas ako sluša nek čuje bol
U pjesmi koju pjevam njoj, samo njoj
Zauvijek neka nosi na srcu znak
Život je jedan ona bacila

Gliddy glub gloopy nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo
Sabba sibby sabba nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla nooby abba naba
Early morning singing song

You had me
You lost me
You're wasted
You cost me
I don't want you here messing with my mind
I've realized in time
that my eyes are not blind
I've seen it before
I'm taking back my life

Sto je moje, sto je tvoje
ja tako ne mogu razmisljati
sve smo gradili u dvoje
i sve iz temelja
sad cemo podijeliti
kome noc, a kome dan
ne, tu nema pameti
kad nastupi tisina
mi smo dvoje ljudi
sto se ne mogu razumjeti

Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free

Ova dvorista
puna neba i ptica,
udju k'o muzika stara
nekud duboko u nas
i tu uvjek ostanu.

Potrazi me u predgradju,
na ulici, na raskrscu.
Gdje mi je jorgovan rasuo perle,
gdje nam je proljece dotaklo usne
i pobjeglo...

Potrazi me u predgradju,
kraj vlakova sto prolaze.
Bicemo sami u svitanje dana,
bicemo sami u pjesmama ptica
ko nekada....

Drijemaju jedra od rublja i cvijeca,
cekaju vjetar da nekuda plove.
Cujes li nase nas predgradje zove,
traze te kuce i ulice stare.

Potrazi me u predgradju,
poljubi me u sjecanju.
Par onih sati kad ostanes sam,
ako me sada jos imalo volis
potrazi me...

Ti nemas prsten sa naseg vjencanja,
al pamtis strehu na kraju grada.
Bez mnogo cvijeca, bez vela i zlata
bila sam s`tobom sretna k'o nikad.

Potrazi me...

It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile

I tried to tell you I am not afraid
You looked up and saw it all across my face
So am I with you or am I against
I don't think it's that easy - we're lost in regret

You might have laughed if I told you
You might have hidden A frown
You might have succeeded in changing me
I might have been turned around

It's easier to leave than to be left behind
Leaving was never my proud
Leaving New York, never easy
I saw the light fading out

I'm glad you came around today
I sure need a good companion
I'm losing it but you're the same
Without you I move at random
Abusing you 'cause you're a friend
And there's no Jesus here to explain

Svaka prica ima kraj
svaki kamen zavicaj
more ili planina
Ti bi htio da je sve
malo jednostavnije
al' ne razumijemo se

Svaka prica ima kraj
svako pleme zavicaj
asfalt ili livada
Ti bi htio da je sve
malo jednostavnije
al' nas dijele godine

Putujem i ne mislim na tebe
Putujem i ne mislim...

Krivo vrijeme
krivi svijet
navikli su te na grijeh
pogled prema sjeveru
Sad bi htio da je sve
puno jednostavnije
al' te mrvi cekanje

Putujem i ne mislim na tebe
putujem i ne mislim...

Putujem i ne mislim na tebe
putujem i ne mislim...