Текст и перевод песни In Vivo - Slatko Grožđe

Slatko Grožđe

Noćima ludim, sebi sudim novom flašom vina
Opet se trudi da me noću budi mesečina
Ja nisam tu, nema me, nestajem kao sneg u proleće
Noćima ludim, sebi sudim novom flašom vina
Opet se trudi da me budi noću mesečina
Ja nisam tu, nema me, ja nestajem ko u čaši Chardonnay

Ja želim nju da prespavam
Probudite me kad sve prođe
Ne, nikad nije prestala
Da mi bude slatko grožđe
Ja želim nju da ne sanjam
Kad već nisam za nju rođen
Ne, nikad nije prestala
Da mi bude slatko grožđe

Koliko je žena spustilo na moje grudi lica
A nijednu nisam voleo ko tebe, nesanice
Nisam, nisam, ne, ne, ne
Tebe ni pisac ne zna da opiše

Ja želim nju da prespavam
Probudite me kad sve prođe
Ne, nikad nije prestala
Da mi bude slatko grožđe
Ja želim nju da ne sanjam
Kad već nisam za nju rođen
Ne, nikad nije prestala
Da mi bude slatko grožđe

Ja želim nju da prespavam
Probudite me kad sve prođe
Ne, nikad nije prestala
Da mi bude slatko grožđe
Ja želim nju da ne sanjam
Kad već nisam za nju rođen
Ne, nikad nije prestala
Da mi bude slatko grožđe

Sweet Grapes

In crazy nights, I judge myself with a new bottle of wine
It tries again to wake me up at night, the moonlight
I'm not here, I'm gone, I disappear like snow in spring
In crazy nights, I judge myself with a new bottle of wine
It tries again to wake me up at night, the moonlight
I'm not here, I'm gone, I disappear like in a glass of Chardonnay

I want her to sleep through
Wake me up when it's all over
No, it never stopped
To make sweet grapes for me
I want her not to dream
Since I was not born for her
No, it never stopped
To make sweet grapes for me

How many women have laid their faces on my chest
And I haven't loved any of them like you, insomnia
I haven't, I haven't, no, no, no
Even a writer can't describe you

I want her to sleep through
Wake me up when it's all over
No, it never stopped
To make sweet grapes for me
I want her not to dream
Since I was not born for her
No, it never stopped
To make sweet grapes for me

I want her to sleep through
Wake me up when it's all over
No, it never stopped
To make sweet grapes for me
I want her not to dream
Since I was not born for her
No, it never stopped
To make sweet grapes for me