Da ima nas-Neverne Bebe

Korak iznad duge-tanka linija                                       
Opet svoje misli govorim na glas
koliko cu puta oterati strah
Samo da si tu-I da ima nas


Precicom do snova-korak ili dva
koliko je samo kilometara
Pravim te od svega sto mi neko da
Nek’ nam dobar vetar snove pogura


 Pogledaj u sunce iznad oblaka
 To sto tamo vidis to smo ti I ja
 Pogledaj u nebo-pogledaj u san
 To se zove ljubav-to smo ti I ja.


Opet mi o svemu pricaj-pricaj na sav glas
Ponekad o sreci –I da li ima nas

Sve dane tvoje kupicu
Bas sve reci sto se nikad ne cuju
Sve grane sto nam dusu spajaju
Toliko te volim samo budi tu


Pogledaj u sunce-iznad oblaka
to sto tamo vidis-to smo ti I ja
Pogledaj u nebo-pogledaj u san
To se zove ljubav-to smo ti I ja

…..Pogledaj u nebo……

i samo se tuge brooje za pogresne izbore... 

Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky
road and all the way to Dublin...

 In the merry month of May, From my home I started,
Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted,
Saluted father dear, Kissed my darlin' mother,
Drank a pint of beer, My grief and tears to smother,
Then off to reap the corn, And leave where I was born,
I cut a stout blackthorn, To banish ghost and goblin,
In a brand new pair of brogues, I rattled o'er the bogs,
And frightened all the dogs,On the rocky road to Dublin.

    One, two, three, four five,
    Hunt the hare and turn her
    Down the rocky road
    And all the ways to Dublin,
    Whack-fol-lol-de-ra.

In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary,
Started by daylight, Next mornin' light and airy,
Took a drop of the pure, To keep my heart from sinkin',
That's an Irishman's cure, Whene'er he's on for drinking.
To see the lasses smile, Laughing all the while,
At my curious style, 'Twould set your heart a-bubblin'.
They ax'd if I was hired, The wages I required,
Till I was almost tired, Of the rocky road to Dublin.

In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity,
To be so soon deprived, A view of that fine city.
Then I took a stroll, All among the quality,
My bundle it was stole, In a neat locality;
Something crossed my mind, Then I looked behind;
No bundle could I find, Upon my stick a wobblin'.
Enquirin' for the rogue, They said my Connacht brogue,
Wasn't much in vogue, On the rocky road to Dublin.

From there I got away, My spirits never failin'
Landed on the quay As the ship was sailin';
Captain at me roared, Said that no room had he,
When I jumped aboard, A cabin found for Paddy,
Down among the pigs I played some funny rigs,
Danced some hearty jigs, The water round me bubblin',
When off Holyhead, I wished myself was dead,
Or better far instead, On the rocky road to Dublin.

The boys of Liverpool, When we safely landed,
Called myself a fool; I could no longer stand it;
Blood began to boil, Temper I was losin',
Poor ould Erin's isle They began abusin',
"Hurrah my soul," sez I, My shillelagh I let fly;
Some Galway boys were by, Saw I was a hobble in,
Then with a loud hurray, They joined in the affray.
We quickly cleared the way, For the rocky road to Dublin.

So if you're lonely
You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot away from you
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot, then we can die

I know I won't be leaving here with you

I say don't you know
You say you don't go
I say... take me out!

I say you don't show
Don't move, time is slow
I say... take me out!

If I move this could die
If I move this could die
I want you...to take me out!

I say you don't know
You say you don't go
I say... take me out!

I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here with you

I say don't you know?
You say you don't know
I say take me out

If I wink, this can die
If I wane, this can die
I want you to take me out

If I move, this could die
If I move, this could die
Come on, take me out

I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here with you

Evo me noci
stara prijateljice
opet njoj cu poci
niz duge puste ulice

Tamo gdje strahovi prestaju
obraz mi grije njen dlan
na njemu moje usne nestaju
beskrajno sam, uzdah joj znam

Casti me noci
stara prijateljice
u casu natoci
zudnju da me slomije

zar nisam dovoljno gubio
ko ce izmjeriti bol
do ocaja ljubio
namjerno bjezao
da bih se vracao

Opet mi se budi tuga
tuga najveca
koju nosi snijeg s planina
vjetar ravnica

Koga sad joj srce voli
kazi nek jos jace boli
idemo do dna
tuga ti i ja

Pozdravljam te noci
stara prijteljice
i ovaj krug ce proci
nece stic me kajanje

Sta je ovo proljece
spram njeznih godina
poziv njen me pokrece
cak i sa dna isto izgleda

E, upravo ovu