Lyrics and translation Colonia - Zumbuli

Zumbuli

Još jedna noć
U ovom glupom gradu
Litre pića
I svi smo spremni za paradu

Slijepi putnici na brodu budala
Sve je ovo farsa
Samo maskarada

Da sakrijemo tugu
Da sakrijemo bol

Sve oko mene sjaj lažnog glamura
Suze teku i teku
Ispod šarenih glazura
Svi imamo nekog koga više nema
Pa se čovjek k'o čovjek na najgore sprema

Da sakrijemo tugu
Da sakrijemo bol

I mirišu mi mirišu mi zumbuli
Na ona jutra što imali smo mi
Iz našeg oka nestala je strast
I strune srca sviraju falš

I mirišu mi mirišu mi zumbuli
Na onu ljubav što imali smo mi
Iz našeg oka nestala je strast
Neke su druge ruke između nas

Sve oko mene sjaj lažnog glamura
Suze teku i teku
Ispod šarenih glazura
Svi imamo nekog koga više nema
Pa se čovjek k'o čovjek na najgore sprema

Da sakrijemo tugu
Da sakrijemo bol

I mirišu mi mirišu mi zumbuli
Na ona jutra što imali smo mi
Iz našeg oka nestala je strast
I strune srca sviraju falš

I mirišu mi mirišu mi zumbuli
Na ona jutra što imali smo mi
Iz našeg oka nestala je strast
Neke su druge ruke između nas

I mirišu mi mirišu mi zumbuli
Na ona jutra što imali smo mi
Iz našeg oka nestala je strast
I strune srca sviraju falš

I mirišu mi mirišu mi zumbuli
Na onu ljubav što imali smo mi
Iz našeg oka nestala je strast
Neke su druge ruke između nas

Hyacinths

Another night
In this silly town
Liters of drinks
And we're all ready for the parade

Blind passengers on a ship of fools
All this is a farce
Just a masquerade

To hide our sorrow
To hide our pain

All around me the shine of fake glamour
The tears flow and flow
Underneath the colorful glazes
We all have someone who is no longer there
So we prepare for the worst, like a man

To hide our sorrow
To hide our pain

And the hyacinths smell like they smell
On those mornings that we had
The passion has disappeared from our eyes
And the strings of the heart play falsely

And the hyacinths smell like they smell
On that love that we had
The passion has disappeared from our eyes
Other hands are between us

All around me the shine of fake glamour
The tears flow and flow
Underneath the colorful glazes
We all have someone who is no longer there
So we prepare for the worst, like a man

To hide our sorrow
To hide our pain

And the hyacinths smell like they smell
On those mornings that we had
The passion has disappeared from our eyes
And the strings of the heart play falsely

And the hyacinths smell like they smell
On those mornings that we had
The passion has disappeared from our eyes
Other hands are between us

And the hyacinths smell like they smell
On those mornings that we had
The passion has disappeared from our eyes
And the strings of the heart play falsely

And the hyacinths smell like they smell
On that love that we had
The passion has disappeared from our eyes
Other hands are between us