Paroles et traduction Urban&4 - Ruke

Ruke

Tisuću malih bogova silaze noćas
Skriveni u kišnim kapima
Na moje lice padaju kao da
Se igraju života u koraku

Smišljam pravu riječ za ono
što se naziva hotel tvojih očiju
Među prste zapetljan zadnje
Cigarete dim čuva me
Od mene samoga

A ja ruke prodajem prvom
što me dotakne i udari poljupcem

A ja ruke prodajem prvom
što me dotakne i udari poljupcem

Tisuću malih bogova silaze noćas
Skriveni u kišnim kapima
Na moje lice padaju kao da
Se igraju života u koraku

A ja ruke prodajem prvom
što me dotakne i udari poljupcem

Neka mi, neka mi
Vjetar s juga osmijeh vrati na lice
Kao da me nikad nije
Nije bilo tu

Neka mi, neka mi
Vjetar s juga osmijeh vrati na lice
Kao da me nikad nije
Nije bilo tu

Kao da me nikad nije
Nije bilo tu

Hands

A thousand little gods descend tonight
Hidden in raindrops
They fall on my face as if
Playing with life at every step

I think of the right word for that
What's called the hotel of your eyes
Tangled among the fingers of my last
Cigarette smoke keeps me
From myself

And I sell my hands to the first
Who touches me and kisses me

And I sell my hands to the first
Who touches me and kisses me

A thousand little gods descend tonight
Hidden in raindrops
They fall on my face as if
Playing with life at every step

And I sell my hands to the first
Who touches me and kisses me

Let it, let it
South wind, bring a smile back to my face
As if it had never
Been there

Let it, let it
South wind, bring a smile back to my face
As if it had never
Been there

As if it had never
Been there