Paroles et traduction Rozga Jelena - Bižuterija

Bižuterija

Ti si nadaren ko niko, školovani prevarant,
Imao si, nisi znao kako sjaji dijamant.
Uvjek sretan kraj izbjegnem za dlaku,
Možda rođena sam u pogrešnom znaku...
Ni okrenuo se nisi, zamnom kao drugi svjet,
Niti gurnuo kamenčić, zamnom jednom zauvjek,
A ja samo sam htila oca djeci, malo ljubavi pa ti sada rjeci...
Ref.
Ja sam ti bila privjezak, što se sija, obmana il kopija,
Tvome srcu samo bižuterija,
A bila sam ti suđena,
Blago meni, jos po sebi tvoje prste osjećam.
Ja sam ti bila privjezak, što se sija, obmana il kopija,
što se nosi da se vidi ko i ja,
Idi al priznaj da sam ja sve u jednom,
žena, majka, žena, majka, kraljica.
Ti si nadaren ko niko, školovani prevarant,
Imao si, nisi znao kako sjaji dijamant,
A ja samo sam htila oca djeci, malo ljubavi pa ti sada rjeci...
Ref. x2
Ja sam ti bila privjezak, što se sija, obmana il kopija,
Tvome srcu samo bižuterija,
A bila sam ti suđena,
Blago meni, jos po sebi tvoje prste osjećam.
Ja sam ti bila privjezak, što se sija, obmana il kopija,
što se nosi da se vidi ko i ja,
Idi al priznaj da sam ja sve u jednom,
žena, majka, žena, majka, kraljica.

Bijouterie

You are so gifted, a trained deceiver,
You had it, you just didn't know how a diamond shines.
I always narrowly escape a happy ending,
Maybe I was born under the wrong sign...
You didn't even turn around, I'm like a different world to you,
Not even a pebble to push away, so I could be with you forever,
And all I wanted for my children was a father, a little love, and now you're just words...
Chorus
I was just a trinket to you, a shimmering illusion or a copy,
Just costume jewellery to your heart,
But I was meant to be with you,
Luckily, I can still feel your fingers on me.
I was just a trinket to you, a shimmering illusion or a copy,
Worn to be seen like everyone else,
Go on, admit that I am everything in one,
Wife, mother, woman, mother, queen.
You are so gifted, a trained deceiver,
You had it, you just didn't know how a diamond shines,
And all I wanted for my children was a father, a little love, and now you're just words...
Chorus x2
I was just a trinket to you, a shimmering illusion or a copy,
Just costume jewellery to your heart,
But I was meant to be with you,
Luckily, I can still feel your fingers on me.
I was just a trinket to you, a shimmering illusion or a copy,
Worn to be seen like everyone else,
Go on, admit that I am everything in one,
Wife, mother, woman, mother, queen.