Bijelo Dugme - Blues za moju bivsu dragu

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I nikad se necu vratit
u svoj rodni grad
tamo me ne ceka niko
i vec odavno su izblijedila sva lica
i vec odavno imena i mi ne znam
samo ponekad zimi
sjetih se tebe
tebe moja bivsa draga
neke njeznosti davne
nesto mi sapne u srcu i znam
da sam na svijetu sam
i da te ponovo vidim
sta bih ti o sebi mogao reci
osim da sam sreo mnogo ljudi
a da ni prijatelj nije bio nijedan
i da sam bio
i gladan i slavan i veseo i placan
i bijedan
i da me ljubilo mnogo zena
a da nijednu volio nisam
nesto mi sapne u srcu i znam
da sam na svijetu sam
moja draga moja draga
bivsa draga
moja draga
i evo umoran starac sam sad
mada izgledam mlad

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