Bijelo Dugme - Blues za moju bivsu dragu
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I nikad se necu vratitu 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
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Ana nomaly
You turned out to be just a little cynical
Impolite and, oh, most of all
You can swear,
my girl, everywhere you go I ll be
Ana Nomaly
You have proved to be just a little difficult
Had me amazed, messed up for...
Impolite and, oh, most of all
You can swear,
my girl, everywhere you go I ll be
Ana Nomaly
You have proved to be just a little difficult
Had me amazed, messed up for...
Stranger in Moscow (deutsche)
Ich schlenderte gerade im Regen
Das Leben versteckt sich hinter einer Maske und ich kam fast um den Verstand
Rasch und plötzlich verlor die Welt jeglichen Liebreiz
Sonnentage schienen weit entfernt zu sein
Der Schatten des Kremels ließ mich so winzig erscheinen
Stalins Grab wird...
Das Leben versteckt sich hinter einer Maske und ich kam fast um den Verstand
Rasch und plötzlich verlor die Welt jeglichen Liebreiz
Sonnentage schienen weit entfernt zu sein
Der Schatten des Kremels ließ mich so winzig erscheinen
Stalins Grab wird...
Jaleo
Mil y una vidas ya pasé
Muchas corazones me robé
Siete maravillas pude ver
Y solo tu leyenda se escribió en mi piel
Atrapao, Moribundo,
Con esas ganas de bailar contigo
Coro:
Dame jaleoleoleoleoleola
Dame jaleoleoleoleoleola
No te detengas...
Muchas corazones me robé
Siete maravillas pude ver
Y solo tu leyenda se escribió en mi piel
Atrapao, Moribundo,
Con esas ganas de bailar contigo
Coro:
Dame jaleoleoleoleoleola
Dame jaleoleoleoleoleola
No te detengas...
London dungeon
They called us walking corpses
Unholy living dead
They had to lock us up
Put us in their British hell
Make sure your face is clean now
Can t have no dirty dead
All the corpses here are clean, boy
All the...
Unholy living dead
They had to lock us up
Put us in their British hell
Make sure your face is clean now
Can t have no dirty dead
All the corpses here are clean, boy
All the...
A drop of colour
Confusion rules this shifting age
And uproar fills the town
My thoughts of you are drowning in the noise
How could you know?
Why should you know me?
You gently nourish my dry skin
A drop of colour saves me from
The fate I m facing everyday
A single...
And uproar fills the town
My thoughts of you are drowning in the noise
How could you know?
Why should you know me?
You gently nourish my dry skin
A drop of colour saves me from
The fate I m facing everyday
A single...