Đorđe Balašević "D-Moll" lyrics

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D-Moll

Odlutaš ponekad i sanjam sampriznajem ne ide, ali pokušavami uvek dodje, D-mol.

Spusti se k’o lopov po žicamaruke mi napuni tvojim sitnicamai teško prodje, sve to.

Jedan D-mol me dobijekako odeš ti - u sobi jeglupi D-mol, uvek sazna kad je to.

Uhvati me čvrsto i ne popušta;lud je za tišinom, to ne propuštaVodi me u svoj plavičasti dom.

Jedan D-mol, me razvalineki bi to prosto tugom nazvaliNije to. Šta je tuga za D-mol?

Ponekad te nema i sasvim sam,izmišljam način da malo smuvam danali je lukav D-mol!

Pusti da se svetla svud prigušesačeka poslednje zvezde namiguševuče mi rukav, idemo.

Plaši me on, gde si ti?Hiljadu se stvari moglo desitiglupi D-mol, za kim tugujem svu noć.

Uzme me u svoju tamnu kočiju,nebo primi boju tvojih očijuznam taj put, to je prečica za bol.

Jedan D-mol, me razvalineki bi to prosto tugom nazvaliNije to. Šta je tuga za D-mol?

Ostala je knjiga sa par nepročitanih stranai neke stvarčice od Herendi porcelanai jedan pulover u kom si bila...

I ostala je ploča "Best of Ry Cooder";i fina mala plava kutijica za puderi ja sam te ostao željan, dok me budemoja mila…

D Minor

You wander away sometimes and I dream aloneI admit, it’s not working, but I’m tryingand he always comes, D minor

Comes like a thief down the strings,fills my hands with your thingiesand all of that is hard to go through.

A D minor gets to me,as soon as you leave – he’s in the roomstupid D minor, always finds out when that is

He grabs me firmly and doesn’t let gohe is crazy about silence, never misses itTakes me to his blueish home.

A D minor, wrecks mesome would simply call that – sorrowThat’s not it. What is sorrow for a D minor?

Sometimes you’re not around and, all alone,I’m searching for a way to trick the day a bitbut the D minor is cunning

He lets all lights go dimwaits for the last twinkling starspulls my sleeve – Lets go!

He scares me; where are you?a thousand things might have happenedstupid D minor, who is he mourning for all night

He takes me into his dark carriagethe sky turns into color of your eyesI know the road, it’s a shortcut to pain

A D minor, wrecks mesome would simply call that – sorrowThat’s not it. What is sorrow for a D minor?

There remained a book with a couple of unread pagesand some small things made of Herendi porcelainand a pullover that you’ve worn…

There remained a record – The Best of Ry Cooder;and a classy little powder boxand I remained yearning for you, for as long as I live,my dear…

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