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Kad Dodje Oktobar (Dance)

Noćas te nisam sanjao
Noćas te nisam ljubio
Noćas kad nastane
Ova pjesma za tebe
Znaj da sam prebolio
Dani se ne vraćaju
Dobro sam kad me pitaju
Para i vremena
Za svakog ko mi ne treba
A koga volim nije tu
Kad dođe oktobar i kiše padaju
Ja sjetim se ljeta i pomislim na nju
I nije me sram kad oči zasuze
To stara ljubav piše stihove
Kad dođe oktobar i kiše padaju
Ja sjetim se ljeta i pomislim na nju
I nije me sram kad oči zasuze
To stara ljubav piše stihove
Znam, daleko od oka
Sve je dalje od srca
Al' kako da sakrijem
U džepove sve ulice
Eh, gdje sam te ljubio
Kad dođe oktobar i kiše padaju
Ja sjetim se ljeta i pomislim na nju
I nije me sram kad oči zasuze
To stara ljubav piše stihove
Kad dođe oktobar i kiše padaju
Ja sjetim se ljeta i pomislim na nju
Ne, nije me sram kad oči zasuze
To stara ljubav piše stihove
Kad dođe oktobar i kiše padaju
Ja sjetim se ljeta i pomislim na nju
I nije me sram kad oči zasuze
To stara ljubav piše stihove
Kad dođe oktobar i kiše padaju
Ja sjetim se ljeta i pomislim na nju...

When October Comes (Dance)

Last night I didn't dream of you
Last night I didn't kiss you
Tonight, when it comes
This song for you
Know that I'm over it
The days don't come back
I'm fine when they ask me
Money and time
For everyone who doesn't need me
And the one I love is not here
When October comes and the rain falls
I remember the summer and I think of her
And I'm not ashamed when my eyes tear up
That's old love writing poems
When October comes and the rain falls
I remember the summer and I think of her
And I'm not ashamed when my eyes tear up
That's old love writing poems
I know, far from the eye
Everything is further from the heart
But how can I hide
In the pockets all the streets
Oh, where I kissed you
When October comes and the rain falls
I remember the summer and I think of her
And I'm not ashamed when my eyes tear up
That's old love writing poems
When October comes and the rain falls
I remember the summer and I think of her
No, I'm not ashamed when my eyes tear up
That's old love writing poems
When October comes and the rain falls
I remember the summer and I think of her
And I'm not ashamed when my eyes tear up
That's old love writing poems
When October comes and the rain falls
I remember the summer and I think of her...