Ti brišeš tragovesve, sve si preš`o pragovei nema suza ni riječida bole onako k'o prijesamo sumnja u dvojeodavno u nama se krije
Mi, što je iza nasmi, ostao je ružan glaspostoji put kroz životšto gazi se samo jednomi neke slike u magli izblijedepa bude svejedno
Ref.Ja ne znam gdje ću sadi ne znam s' kim ću sadtražiti utjehu, što zove se dommožda ipak ima gradgdje ćeš nekoj biti dragkao što si nekadabio srcu mom
You're wiping your tracesyou've passed all of the doorstepsand there are no words nor tearsto hurt like beforejust doubt in twothat has been hiding in us since long ago
An ugly voicewas left behind usthere exists a path in lifewhich is trampled on only onceand some pictures fade away into the fogand than it's all whatever
I don't know where to go nowand I don't know who to go with nowto find comfort, that is called homemaybe it even has a townwhere you will be some one's darlinglike what you used to bein my heart