Текст и перевод песни Djogani - Ženske Suze

Ženske Suze

U čuda ne veruj, ona se ne dese nikad
Rekli mi budi se, a ja sam sanjala ipak
Lažnim sam osmehom sve svoje strahove skrivala
Kao pred nevreme, dok me je duša bolela

Sutra mi uzimaš, ali juče ti ne dam
Da staroj ljubavi u prošlost odlutam nekad
O svemu pričaj joj, samo o meni ne
Što sam ti bila sve, da ne mrzi me

I da uvek bude ti lepo sa njom, od srca ti želim to
Ali da te ona zavoli ko ja, to neće sigurno
Prolivene ženske suze, znaj, Bog broji sve
I svaku što pala je zbog nje, tugom platiće

To što sam ranjena, ja nju ne krivim ništa
Sa tobom sudbina moja joj ne gine ista
Kada bi znala da moju tugu je ukrala
Mojim se suzama ne bi sladila nikada

Nije od ljubavi, to je uteha čista
Uvek kad vidi me, pravi se da blista
Al' brzo shvatiće kako je tuga prelazna
Samo je tvoju laž od mene uzela

I da uvek bude ti lepo sa njom, od srca ti želim to
Ali da te ona zavoli ko ja, to neće sigurno
Prolivene ženske suze, znaj, Bog broji sve
I svaku što pala je zbog nje, tugom platiće

Women's Tears

Don't believe in miracles, they never happen
They told me to wake up, but I still dreamed
I hid all my fears with a fake smile
Like before a storm, while my soul was aching

You're taking my tomorrow, but I won't give you my yesterday
So that I could wander back to my old love someday
Tell her everything, just not about me
What I've ever been to you, so she can't hate me

I wish you happiness with her, from the bottom of my heart
But she'll never love you the way I do, that's for sure
Spilled women's tears, you know, God counts them all
And he'll make her pay with sorrow for every one that fell because of her

I don't blame her for me being hurt
My destiny with you is not hers
If she only knew she has stolen my sorrow
She would never have indulged herself in my tears

It's not from love, it's just a mere consolation
Every time she sees me, she pretends to shine
But she'll soon realize that sadness is transient
All she has taken from me is your lie

I wish you happiness with her, from the bottom of my heart
But she'll never love you the way I do, that's for sure
Spilled women's tears, you know, God counts them all
And he'll make her pay with sorrow for every one that fell because of her