Текст и перевод песни Cya - Ponekad Pomislim

Ponekad Pomislim

Zašto moram sve da dobijem, pa ponovo vratim
Zašto sve što je lepo moram tužnim da platim
Zašto uvek sve znam i uvek sve zaboravim
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim
Zašto moram sve da dobijem, pa ponovo vratim
Zašto sve što je lepo moram tužnim da platim
Zašto uvek sve znam i uvek sve zaboravim
Pomislim, a onda shvatim

Nekim danima sam srećan, nekim danima sam tužan
Nekad mislim da sam lep, nekad potpuno ružan
Da l' sam ja u ogledalu ili samo prazno staklo
Nekad povredi me ono što me nikad ne bi taklo
Nekad ja, nekad neko sasvim drugi
Nekad dani su mi kratki, nekad sati su mi dugi
Da l' sam lud ili svi su, a ja jedini normalan
Da li tu si pored mene ili opet sam sam
Protiv svih il' to se ponavlja stih
što napis'o sam odavno
Da li rat ili ljubav, da li život ili smrt
Nekad pomislim, ponekad pomislim sve ovo vidim prvi put
Da li sreća ili tuga, da li kiša ili duga
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim
Da li sutra sve po starom ili krećem ispočetka
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim, a onda shvatim

Zašto moram sve da dobijem, pa ponovo vratim
Zašto sve što je lepo moram tužnim da platim
Zašto uvek sve znam i uvek sve zaboravim
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim

Zašto moram sve da dobijem, pa ponovo vratim
Zašto sve što je lepo moram tužnim da platim
Zašto uvek sve znam i uvek sve zaboravim
Pomislim, a onda shvatim

Što ovako, je l' tako jedino mora
Pitam sebe, pitam druge, ali niko ne odgovara
Odgovara možda neko, možda niko
Da li pričam sam sa sobom ili govorim sa slikom
Da li ovo sve se dešava, ne dešava se ništa
Neko zagonetku rešava, sve je samo prevara
Ponekad pomislim, bit će sve u redu
A u redu istom stojim koji nigde se ne pomera
Pomislim, hajde, nije to ništa
Stvari teku sasvim normalno i krećem se polako
Ali s mesta kad se maknem, neko sapliće me stalno
Zašto ono što bih hteo uvek tako je nestvarno
Ustvari jednostavno, a opet nedostižno
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim
Zašto ono što bih počeo je gotovo odavno
Ponekad pomislim, a onda shvatim

Zašto moram sve da dobijem, pa ponovo vratim
Zašto sve što je lepo moram tužnim da platim
Zašto uvek sve znam i uvek sve zaboravim
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim
Zašto moram sve da dobijem, pa ponovo vratim
Zašto sve što je lepo moram tužnim da platim
Zašto uvek sve znam i uvek sve zaboravim
Pomislim, a onda shvatim

I kad probudim se, pomislim jutro, sasvim novi dan
Danas samo moj i ništa neće da me spreči
Hajde, krećemo lagano, sve je k'o što i treba
Onda grom iz vedra neba, opet put mi nešto prepreči
Nešto podiže me gore blizu cilja
Malo treba da ga prođem, ali, naravno, provalija
Al ništa za to, nešto novo ću da smislim i ponovo da ustanem
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim
Ja sam uspeo i živim baš onako kako hoću
Kada razmislim još malo, mnogo nije mi ni stalo
Nemam ništa, samo nesreću, večitu samoću
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim, svi me vole, ja to mogu, neću nikad da se predam
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim, da li da se borim ili trud nije vredan

Zašto moram sve da dobijem, pa ponovo vratim
Zašto sve što je lepo moram tužnim da platim
Zašto uvek sve znam i uvek sve zaboravim
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim
Zašto moram sve da dobijem, pa ponovo vratim
Zašto sve što je lepo moram tužnim da platim
Zašto uvek sve znam i uvek sve zaboravim
Pomislim, a onda shvatim

Zašto moram sve da dobijem, pa ponovo vratim
Zašto sve što je lepo moram tužnim da platim
Zašto uvek sve znam i uvek sve zaboravim
Pomislim, ponekad pomislim
Zašto moram sve da dobijem, pa ponovo vratim
Zašto sve što je lepo moram tužnim da platim
Zašto uvek sve znam i uvek sve zaboravim
Pomislim, a onda shvatim

Sometimes I Think

Why must I receive everything, only to return it again?
Why must I pay for everything beautiful with sadness?
Why do I always know everything and then forget it all?
I think, sometimes I think.
Why must I receive everything, only to return it again?
Why must I pay for everything beautiful with sadness?
Why do I always know everything and then forget it all?
I think, and then I understand.

Some days I'm happy, some days I'm sad.
Sometimes I think I'm beautiful, sometimes completely ugly.
Is that me in the mirror or just empty glass?
Sometimes I'm hurt by what would never have affected me.
Sometimes it's me, sometimes it's someone else entirely.
Sometimes my days are short, sometimes my hours are long.
Am I crazy or is everyone else, and I'm the only normal one?
Are you there beside me or am I alone again?
Against everyone, or is it just repeating the verse
I wrote long ago.
Is it war or love, is it life or death?
Sometimes I think, sometimes I think I'm seeing all this for the first time.
Is it happiness or sadness, is it rain or a rainbow?
I think, sometimes I think.
Will tomorrow be the same old thing or will I start over?
I think, sometimes I think, and then I understand.

Why must I receive everything, only to return it again?
Why must I pay for everything beautiful with sadness?
Why do I always know everything and then forget it all?
I think, sometimes I think.

Why must I receive everything, only to return it again?
Why must I pay for everything beautiful with sadness?
Why do I always know everything and then forget it all?
I think, and then I understand.

Why is it like this, is this the only way it has to be?
I ask myself, I ask others, but no one answers.
Maybe someone answers, maybe no one.
Am I talking to myself or talking to a picture?
Is this all happening, is nothing happening?
Someone solves the riddle, it's all just a deception.
Sometimes I think, everything will be alright.
And I'm standing in the same spot, which doesn't move anywhere.
I think, come on, it's nothing.
Things are going quite normally and I'm moving slowly.
But when I move from the spot, someone trips me constantly.
Why is what I want always so unreal?
Actually simple, yet unattainable.
I think, sometimes I think.
Why is what I would start already over?
Sometimes I think, and then I understand.

Why must I receive everything, only to return it again?
Why must I pay for everything beautiful with sadness?
Why do I always know everything and then forget it all?
I think, sometimes I think.
Why must I receive everything, only to return it again?
Why must I pay for everything beautiful with sadness?
Why do I always know everything and then forget it all?
I think, and then I understand.

And when I wake up, I think, morning, a brand new day.
Today is only mine and nothing will stop me.
Come on, let's go slowly, everything is as it should be.
Then a bolt from the blue, something blocks my path again.
Something lifts me up close to the goal.
I just need to get through it, but, of course, a precipice.
But it's nothing, I'll come up with something new and get up again.
I think, sometimes I think.
I succeeded and live exactly how I want to.
When I think about it a little more, I don't really care.
I have nothing, only unhappiness, eternal loneliness.
I think, sometimes I think, everyone loves me, I can do it, I will never give up.
I think, sometimes I think, should I fight or is the effort not worth it?

Why must I receive everything, only to return it again?
Why must I pay for everything beautiful with sadness?
Why do I always know everything and then forget it all?
I think, sometimes I think.
Why must I receive everything, only to return it again?
Why must I pay for everything beautiful with sadness?
Why do I always know everything and then forget it all?
I think, and then I understand.

Why must I receive everything, only to return it again?
Why must I pay for everything beautiful with sadness?
Why do I always know everything and then forget it all?
I think, sometimes I think.
Why must I receive everything, only to return it again?
Why must I pay for everything beautiful with sadness?
Why do I always know everything and then forget it all?
I think, and then I understand.