Текст и перевод песни Milan Stanković - Ovo Je Prica O Nama

Ovo Je Prica O Nama

Ovo je prica o nama
Ovo je prica o njoj
O zeni mog zivota
O ljubavi nesrecnoj
Sve je samo uspomena
Ja sam sada proslost njena

Ref.
Cuvam njena pisma
Nase slike stare
Izbledela slova
Stare spomenare
Imala je dusu
Znala je da voli
Ja zivim zivot bez zivota
Kako da prebolim
Imala je dusu
Znala je da voli
Ja zivim zivot bez zivota
Kako da prebolim

Dala mi nadu u zivot
Hteli smo nekud na jug
Za mene ona bese
I ljubav, zena i drug
Rece samo kraj je svemu
Morala je da se vrati njemu

Ref.
Cuvam njena pisma
Nase slike stare
Izbledela slova
Stare spomenare
Imala je dusu
Znala je da voli
Ja zivim zivot bez zivota
Kako da prebolim
Imala je dusu
Znala je da voli
Ja zivim zivot bez zivota
Kako da prebolim

Ponekad sretnem je samo
Sa sinom prodje kroz grad
Za njima gledam dugo
I zalim sto nisam mlad
Jos je lepa, jos se smesi
Ko ce mene da utesi

Cuvam njena pisma
Nase slike stare
Izbledela slova
Stare spomenare
Imala je dusu
Znala je da voli
Ja zivim zivot bez zivota
Kako da prebolim
Imala je dusu
Znala je da voli
Ja zivim zivot bez
Kako da prebolim

This Is the Story About Us

This is the story about us,
This is the story about her,
The woman of my life,
A love that was cursed.
Everything is a memory,
I am her past.

Chorus
I keep her letters,
Our old photographs,
Faded words,
Yearbooks.
She had a soul,
She knew how to love.
I live a life without life,
How do I move on?
She had a soul,
She knew how to love.
I live a life without life,
How do I move on?

She gave me hope in life,
We wanted to go somewhere to the south,
For me, she was
Love, woman and friend.
She simply said it's over,
She had to go back to him.

Chorus
I keep her letters,
Our old photographs,
Faded words,
Yearbooks.
She had a soul,
She knew how to love.
I live a life without life,
How do I move on?
She had a soul,
She knew how to love.
I live a life without life,
How do I move on?

Sometimes I just see her,
Passing through the city with her son,
I stare after them for a long time,
Regretting not being young.
She is still beautiful, still smiles.
Who will comfort me?

I keep her letters,
Our old photographs,
Faded words,
Yearbooks.
She had a soul,
She knew how to love.
I live a life without life,
How do I move on?
She had a soul,
She knew how to love.
I live a life without
How do I move on?