Lyrics and translation Toše Proeski - Igra bez granica

Igra bez granica

Da se bar mogu probuditi u svijetu ljubavi
Bez starih dugova i ovih nakaza
Što su me stalno pratile
Da te bar mogu poljubiti bez loših sjećanja
Na hladna proljeća, bez slike stradanja
Što se baš na nas zalijepe

Jer moj je život igra bez granica
Umorna priča, trganje stranica
Na kojim ništa ne piše
Jer moj je život vječito padanje
Kad zbrojim poraze, ništa ne ostane
Samo još vučem navike
I sve na tome ostane

Da te bar mogu probuditi, kavu ti skuhati
U krevet donijeti, pa te poljubiti
Al' toga nema i ne postoji
Oh, da se bar mogu zaljubiti u malu seljanku
Na nekom proplanku, gore u svemiru
Tako da dolje ne vidim

Jer moj je život igra bez granica
Umorna priča, trganje stranica
Na kojim ništa ne piše
Jer moj je život vječito padanje
Kad zbrojim poraze, ništa ne ostane
Samo još vučem navike (samo još vučem navike)
I sve na tome ostane

Oh, jer moj je život igra bez granica
Umorna priča, trganje stranica
Na kojim ništa ne piše (na kojim ništa ne piše)
Jer moj je život vječito padanje
Kad zbrojim poraze, ništa ne ostane
Samo još vučem navike (samo još vučem navike)
I sve na tome ostane

(Yeah, yeah!)

Borderless Game

If only I could awaken in a world of love
Without these so-called friends and these curses
That have perpetually followed me

If only I could kiss you without these bad memories
Of cold springs, without images of suffering

Because my life is a borderless game
A tired tale, the tearing of pages
On which nothing is written
Because my life is an eternal fall
When I add up my defeats, nothing remains
I just keep dragging my habits along

If only I could awaken you, make you coffee
Bring it to you in bed, and kiss you
But that does not and will not exist

If only I could fall in love with a little country girl

So that I can't see down below

Because my life is a borderless game
A tired tale, the tearing of pages
On which nothing is written
Because my life is an eternal fall
When I add up my defeats, nothing remains

And everything stays the same

Because my life is a borderless game
A tired tale, the tearing of pages
On which nothing is written (on which nothing is written)
Because my life is an eternal fall
When I add up my defeats, nothing remains

And everything stays the same