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Toše Proeski "Poljsko cvijeće" lyrics

Translation to: EN BG PL RU TR UK

Stižu laste, šire krila
i ljube se svi,
kao kad si moja bila ti.

Nekom drugom božur cvijeta,
na mom srcu si,
i jedina i prokleta ti.

Poljsko cvijeće
nek me mladog pokrije,
nek mi dušu ljube oblaci
kad me nećeš ti.
Kamo sreće
da te oči ne vide,
ne bih znao da su poljupci
tuđi po tebi.
Poljsko cvijeće
nek me mladog pokrije,
nek mi dušu ljube oblaci
kad me nećeš ti.
Kamo sreće
da te oči ne vide,
ne bih znao da su poljupci
tuđi po tebi.

Lako mi je zakleti se
u krv i u čast,
al podkleknem kad se sjetim nas.

Suza žene često krene,
al nebo zapiše
samo kad muškarac zaplače.

Poljsko cvijeće
nek me mladog pokrije,
nek mi dušu ljube oblaci
kad me nećeš ti.
Kamo sreće
da te oči ne vide,
ne bih znao da su poljupci
tuđi po tebi.

Poljsko cvijeće
nek me mladog pokrije,
nek mi dušu ljube oblaci
kad me nećeš ti.
Kamo sreće
da te oči ne vide,
ne bih znao da su poljupci
tuđi po tebi

The swallows are coming, expanding the wings,
and everyone are kissing,
like when you were mine,
the bozur is flourishing to someone else,
you are on my heart,
the onlyone, and the damn are you.

Field flowers,
let it cover me young,
let the clouds kiss my soul,
when you don't want me,

if there were luck, so my eyes cannot see you,
i wouldn't know that the kisses on you are strange.

Field flowers,
let it cover me young,
let the clouds kiss my soul,
when you don't want me,

if there were luck, so my eyes cannot see you,
i wouldn't know that the kisses on you are strange.

it is easy to me to swear
to blood and to honor,
but i give up when i remember us,

woman's tear is falling often,
but the sky is wrote it,
only when man cry.

Field flowers,
let it cover me young,
let the clouds kiss my soul,
when you don't want me,

if there were luck, so my eyes cannot see you,
i wouldn't know that the kisses on you are strange.

Field flowers,
let it cover me young,
let the clouds kiss my soul,
when you don't want me,

if there were luck, so my eyes cannot see you,
i wouldn't know that the kisses on you are strange.