Текст и перевод песни Hari Mata Hari - Azra (Live)

Azra (Live)

Rjeci, sta su rjeci, tek malo usne pomaknes,
Rjeci sta su rjeci, kad nista vazno ne kazes,
Nije ljubav nikad, na usnama bila,
To je samo tajna na dnu svakog srca skrivena.
Ti znas moja Azra, da je ljubav uvek kazna,
Onom ko vise zavoli, ti znas moja Azra
U ocima kad nema sjaja,
Bolje bolan kraj neg bol bez kraja.
Uzmi, samo uzmi, imam ja tog i previse,
Bogat ili siromah na kraju sve se izbrise,
Nije ljubav nikad, na usnama bila,
To je samo tajna na dnu svakog srca skrivena.
Ti znas moja Azra, da je ljubav uvek kazna,
Onom ko vise zavoli, ti znas moja Azra
U ocima kad nema sjaja,
Bolje bolan kraj neg bol bez kraja.
Ti, zbog mene ne brini zatvori oci
Nek usne ti za sve budu njeme,
Samo Bog zna za sve ima ljeka i sve dodje
U pravo vreme svakom ko zna, ko zna da ceka.
Ti znas moja Azra, da je ljubav uvek kazna,
Onom ko vise zavoli, ti znas moja Azra
U ocima kad nema sjaja,
Bolje bolan kraj, neg bol bez kraja.
Bolje bolan kraj neg bol bez kraja.

Azra (Live)

Words, what are words, just a little lip service,
Words, what are words, when they say nothing of importance,
Love has never been, on the lips of anyone,
It's just a secret at the bottom, of every hidden heart.
You know my Azra, that love is always a punishment,
To the one who loves more, you know my Azra
When there is no shine, in the eyes,
A sick end is better than endless pain.
Take, just take it, I have too much of it,
Rich or poor at the end, everything is erased,
Love has never been, on the lips of anyone,
It's just a secret at the bottom, of every hidden heart.
You know my Azra, that love is always a punishment,
To the one who loves more, you know my Azra
When there is no shine, in the eyes,
A sick end is better than endless pain.
You, do not worry about me, close your eyes
Let your lips stay dumb to everything,
Only God knows the cure for everything and everything come,
At the right time, to everyone who knows, who knows how to wait.
You know my Azra, that love is always a punishment,
To the one who loves more, you know my Azra
When there is no shine, in the eyes,
A sick end is better than endless pain.
A sick end is better than endless pain.