Đorđe Balašević "Duet" lyrics

Duet

Stari mojpremalo smo se družilial' smo se, ono, kužilii istom caru verno služili

I etozimski dan, k'o stvoren za tugovatial' ne dam da me do'vatidanas nikako, danas bolje ne

Mi pesniciimamo svoje trikovetuga je tu za stihovea radost je za voljene

Stari mojsve ređe smo se sretalik'o ptice smo preletalibogaze gde su drugi skretali

Al' tako ponekadsa mesta se ne pomakneša opet svima odmaknešnekad ostati znači trajati

Mi, pesnicii nismo neke delijeal' katkad je najsmelijena svome mestu stajati

Ref.Ovaj duet otpevaću samne ide to, znam, al' šta budeza sanjare, male blesanenoći besane, za zaljubljene lude

Harmonija par, i zera vibratanasleđena stvar od starijeg bratas pola daha, kap sevdahasve na svom

Kroz ponoć i muki pazarnom vrevommine dobri duh svojim Sarajevomkao refren kog zviždukaš čaršijom

Stari mojgluvi nas dani napalii tu gde rima zafalijoš samo sveća da se zapali

Zimski danseverac tuli flautui sve je u fejd autui nit bih pevao, niti bi' ćutao

Kao kameok'o silueta s broševadečak s gitarom s Koševau pesme je odlutao

Ref.

Duet

My buddywe hang out too littlebut we had a connectionand loyaly served to the same emperror

So..winter day like it was made to be sad onbut I try that it doesn't get a hold on menot today, better not today

Us songwriterswe have our trickssadness is there for the versesand happiness for the loved ones

My buddywe met less and lesswe flew like birdsover the coridors where others turned

But than sometimesyou don't move an inchbut you still get lost for everyonesometimes to stay means to last

Us songwriterswe aren't some kind of heroesbut sometimes it's bestto stay where you are

Chorus:This duet I will sing aloneit doesn't work but I'll tryfor the dreamers little dummiesfor the sleepless nights and for those in love

Harmony and vibrattoheritage from older brotherwith half a breath everything was in place

At the midnight in the silencea good ghost goes around his Sarajevolike a chorus that you whistle trough the neighbourhood

My buddy silent days are hereand there where a rhyme lacksa burning candle takes it's place

A winter daynorthen wind is playing fluteand everything is faded outi wouldn't like to sing nor would i like to stay silent

Like a cameoLike a siluete a boy with a guitar from Koševohas gotten lost in the songs.