Текст и перевод песни Željko Joksimović - Crnokosa
Jutro
budi
me,
Morning
wakes
me,
Vazduh
mirise
na
nevolju.
The
air
smells
of
misery.
Jutro,
krevet
moj
veci
je
za
broj,
Morning,
my
bed
is
too
big
for
one
more,
Ti
nisi
tu.
You're
not
here.
I
kada
razmislim
And
when
I
think
about
it
Ne
mogu
a
da
ne
mislim.
I
can't
help
but
think.
Sve
sto
sam
ti
radio,
Everything
I
did
to
you,
Sebi
sam
uradio.
I
did
to
myself.
Nisam
znao
sam
sta
hocu
I
didn't
know
what
I
wanted
Dok
si
cekala
me
nocu
While
you
were
waiting
for
me
at
night
Topla,
pospana
i
bosa.
Warm,
sleepy
and
barefoot.
Poruka
na
vratima,
A
message
on
the
door,
Kljuceve
si
vratila.
You
returned
the
keys.
Pise
zelis
mi
svu
srecu,
It
says
you
wish
me
all
the
best,
A
ja
znam
da
nikad
necu
But
I
know
I
never
will
Preko
tvoga
ponosa,
crnokosa.
Over
your
pride,
black-haired
one.
Sad'
znam
da
mnogo
pre
Now
I
know
much
sooner
Ti
si
znala
sve
i
cutala.
You
knew
everything
and
kept
quiet.
"Ma
nek'
te
sanjaju
"Let
them
dream
of
you
Al'
ja
te
imam
tu",
meni
saputala,
But
I
have
you
here",
you
whispered
to
me,
Dugo
se
borila,
od
svega
se
umorila.
You
fought
for
a
long
time,
you
got
tired
of
everything.
Sve
sto
sam
ti
radio,
Everything
I
did
to
you,
Sebi
sam
uradio.
I
did
to
myself.
Nisam
znao
sam
sta
hocu
I
didn't
know
what
I
wanted
Dok
si
cekala
me
nocu
While
you
were
waiting
for
me
at
night
Topla,
pospana
i
bosa.
Warm,
sleepy
and
barefoot.
Poruka
na
vratima,
A
message
on
the
door,
Kljuceve
si
vratila.
You
returned
the
keys.
Pise
zelis
mi
svu
srecu,
It
says
you
wish
me
all
the
best,
A
ja
znam
da
nikad
necu
But
I
know
I
never
will
Preko
tvoga
ponosa,
crnokosa.
Over
your
pride,
black-haired
one.
Moja
si
crnokosa,
necu
preko
ponosa,
My
black-haired
one,
I
won't
go
over
your
pride,
Ti
si
ta
crnokosa,
topla,
bosa
pospana,
You
are
that
black-haired
one,
warm,
barefoot
sleepy,
Moja
si
crnokosa,
necu
preko
ponosa,
My
black-haired
one,
I
won't
go
over
your
pride,
Ti
si
ta
crnokosa.
You
are
that
black-haired
one.
Sve
sto
sam
ti
radio,
Everything
I
did
to
you,
Sebi
sam
uradio.
I
did
to
myself.
Nisam
znao
sam
sta
hocu
I
didn't
know
what
I
wanted
Dok
si
cekala
me
nocu
While
you
were
waiting
for
me
at
night
Topla,
pospana
i
bosa.
Warm,
sleepy
and
barefoot.
Poruka
na
vratima,
A
message
on
the
door,
Kljuceve
si
vratila.
You
returned
the
keys.
Pise
zelis
mi
svu
srecu,
It
says
you
wish
me
all
the
best,
A
ja
znam
da
nikad
necu
But
I
know
I
never
will
Preko
tvoga
ponosa,
crnokosa.
Over
your
pride,
black-haired
one.
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Авторы: z. pantovic cipi, z. joksimovic
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