ulica zaspalatamom se pokrilaigre prstimapo zamagljenim prozorima
nudi mi postelja malo tvog mirisapa me podsjecai tjera da te trazim ja
samo brinem seruzne stvari pricaju mi za tebevrijeme lose gore ne mozema sta da radis cuvaj semolim tena daj na sebene ne ne ...ne daj na sebene ne ne ...ne daj na sebe
tuga me dotaklavrelim dahom opeklapa me otkidai tjera da te trazim ja
Street fell asleepcovered with darknessfingers gameson misty windows
bed offers me a little bit of your scentand reminds meand pushes me to find you
I'm worriedthey tell me bad things about youbad time could't be worseanything you will do take care of yourselfpleasedon't let it on yourselfno no nodon't let it on yourselfno no nodon't let it on yourself
sorrow touched meburned me with too warm breathand divides meand pushes me to find you