Текст и перевод песни Magazin & Tifa - Zar Je Ljubav Spala Na To

Zar Je Ljubav Spala Na To

Sudbina je na to spala
Da odluči pismo-glava
Mjesto nas

Ne igra po pravilima
I gura se laktovima
Nemoćni smo ti i ja

Bio si mi čista srijeda
Dokaz da je ljubav s neba
Ali nije to što treba

Ja bih da je sve po starom
Mome srcu krov nad glavom, lijepi san
Al' nekako mi oči slute
Da od mene pereš ruke
Iz dana u dan
Svaki Božji dan

Bila si mi čista srijeda
Dokaz da je ljubav s neba
Ali nije k'o što treba

Obećanja, obećanja što si davao(davala) mi
Tek onako, tek onako
Zar je ljubav spala na to
Zar je ljubav spala na to

Sve su manja obećanja
Kao stare karavane
Odnijela su sretne dane
Ostavila žive rane
Ejjj
Sudbina je na to spala
Da odluči pismo-glava
Mjesto nas

Ne igra po pravilima
A gura se laktovima
Nemoćni smo ti i ja

Bio si mi čisti srijeda
Dokaz da je ljubav s neba
Ali nije kako treba

Obećanja, obećanja
Što si davao(davala) mi
Tek onako, tek onako
Zar je ljubav spala na to
Zar je ljubav spala na to

Sve su manja obećanja
Kao stare karavane
Odnijela su sve te dane
Ostavila žive rane
Ejjj
Obećanja, obećanja
Što si davao(davala) mi
Tek onako, tek onako
Zar je ljubav spala na to
Zar je ljubav spala na to

Sve su manja obećanja
Kao stare karavane
Odnijela su sve te dane
Ostavila žive rane

Love Has Stopped

Fate has decided
A letterhead will have to do
To take our place

It doesn't play by the rules
And it pushes with its elbows
We are helpless, you and I

You were my own personal holy day
Proof that love is divine
But it isn't what it should be

I would have it be like it used to
A roof over my heart, a sweet dream
But somehow my eyes can see
That you are washing your hands of me
Day after day
Every single day

You were my own personal holy day
Proof that love is divine
But it isn't what it should be

Promises, promises that you gave me
Meaningless, meaningless
Has love been reduced to this?
Has love been reduced to this?

Our promises are getting smaller and smaller
Like ancient caravans
They have carried away our happy days
They have left open and bleeding wounds
Oh
Fate has decided
A letterhead will have to do
To take our place

It doesn't play by the rules
But it pushes with its elbows
We are helpless, you and I

You were my own personal holy day
Proof that love is divine
But it isn't what it should be

Promises, promises
That you gave me
Meaningless, meaningless
Has love been reduced to this?
Has love been reduced to this?

Our promises are getting smaller and smaller
Like ancient caravans
They have carried away all those days
They have left open and bleeding wounds
Oh
Promises, promises
That you gave me
Meaningless, meaningless
Has love been reduced to this?
Has love been reduced to this?

Our promises are getting smaller and smaller
Like ancient caravans
They have carried away all those days
They have left open and bleeding wounds