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Posoljeni zrak i razlivena tinta

Give it up
Damir Urban

Ponekad sam pijan, do uha nasmijan
I duša mi je otvorena knjiga
Jer moje nebo je posoljeni zrak
A moje more razlivena tinta
Kome biti zahvalan, živote moj?
Hej

Krenem obalom koju dobro znam
Samo dva minuta pješice do luke
Gdje se djeca igraju, pred nama skrivaju
Kriju iglom izbodene ruke

Pa opsujem, hej, da ne mogu prostije
Mada odavno sam pobjego iz geta
I mjesec iznad nas ima okus hostije
A cesta miris izgubljenog svijeta

I moje nebo sad je posoljeni zrak
A moje more razlivena tinta
I zato pjevam da ne pojede me mrak
Jer da nisam ovo ja bi bio biljka
Kome biti zahvalan, grade moj?

Ponekad sam pjan, do uha nasmijan
I život mi je otvorena knjiga
Ja se često spotaknem al se uvijek dočekam
Ja sam čovjek koji nema briga

Al opsujem, da ne mogu prostije
Mada odavno sam pobjego iz geta, geta
I mjesec iznad nas ima okus hostije
A cesta miris izgubljenog svijeta, hej

I moje nebo sad je posoljeni zrak
A moje more razlivena tinta
I zato pjevam da ne pojede me mrak
Jer da nisam ovo ja bih bio biljka
Kome biti zahvalan, grade moj?
Grade moj

If it wasn't for the song I'd probably be a lost soul, ooh
So now you know just why I have to sing my song
With my heart, in my soul, yeah

Now you know just why I have to sing this song
Yeah, we're lost souls, oh
So now I have to sing my song
In my key

Posoljeni zrak i razlivena tinta

Give it up
Damir Urban

Sometimes I'm drunk, grinning from ear to ear
And my soul is an open book
For my sky is salty air
And my sea is spilled ink
To whom should I be grateful, my life?
Hey

I walk along a shore I know well
Just two minutes' walk to the harbor
Where children play, hiding from us
Hiding their needle-pricked hands

Then I curse, hey, as freely as I can
Though I escaped the ghetto long ago
And the moon above us tastes like a host
And the road smells like a lost world

And my sky is now salty air
And my sea is spilled ink
And that's why I sing so the darkness doesn't consume me
For if I weren't this, I'd be a plant
To whom should I be grateful, my city?

Sometimes I'm drunk, grinning from ear to ear
And my life is an open book
I often stumble but I always catch myself
I am a man without a care

But I curse, as freely as I can
Though I escaped the ghetto long ago, ghetto
And the moon above us tastes like a host
And the road smells like a lost world, hey

And my sky is now salty air
And my sea is spilled ink
And that's why I sing so the darkness doesn't consume me
For if I weren't this, I'd be a plant
To whom should I be grateful, my city?
My city

If it wasn't for the song, I'd probably be a lost soul, ooh
So now you know just why I have to sing my song
With my heart, in my soul, yeah

Now you know just why I have to sing this song
Yeah, we're lost souls, oh
So now I have to sing my song
In my key