Crvena Jabuka "Nekako S Proljeca" lyrics

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Nekako S Proljeca

Nekako s proljeća,Uvjek meni dolutaNeka čežnja tamna,Tiha mudrost davna.Spuštam ja stare kofereNa perone sudbine,To je miris zrelih godina,Moja kaput baš je težak,najdraža.Nekako s proljeća,Ja se sjetim starih drugova.Probude se u meniSvi derneci pijani.Tad nosim stare cipele,one znaju moje ulice.To je boja crnoponoćna,Moje koraci baš su teški,najdraža.I opet taj osećaj samoće,Kad neće nikog mene krene i hoće.I opet mrakom svoje pjesme bojim,pijan od želje za usnama tvojim.Sav sam ti od ludila,Nekako s proljeća.Nekako s proljeća,Sjeti mene nepravda,Na pobede, poraze,I sve lažne obzire.Napravim račun praštanja,Popijem pusta maštanja.To je ukus ljepog kajanja.Moji kapci baš su teški.najdraža.Nekako s proljeća,Noć mi oči otvara.Nemam san da uhvatim,Nema dana da ne izgubim.A hoću da te vodim ja,Tragom sunca, jugom maslina,To je dodir tvojih bedara.Moja duša, baš te voli,najdraža.I opet taj osećaj samoće,Kad neće nikog mene krene i hoće.I opet mrakom svoje pjesme bojim,pijan od želje za usnama tvojim.Sav sam ti od ludila,Nekako s proljeća.Sav sam ti od ludila,Nekako s proljeća.Sav sam ti od ludila,Bez tebe, s proljeca.

Somehow with the spring

Somehow with the springTo me comesThis dark longingThis silent wisdom from far awayI lower my old suitcasesOn the platform of fateThis is the smell of ripe yearsMy coat is heavyMy dear oneSomehow with the springI remember my old friendsIn me awakenAll the celebrating drunks (? lol)Then I wear old shoesThey know my streetsThe colour is pitch blackMy steps are so heavyMy dear oneAnd once again that feeling of lonelinessWhen no one is doing well, I amAnd once again I paint my songs with darknessDrunk of the desire for your lipsI am crazy (?)Somehow with the springSomehow with the springThe injustice reminds meOf wins, lossesAnd of all the fake considerationsI say my goodbyesDrink the deserted fantasiesThis is the taste of sweet regretMy eyelids are so tiredMy dear oneSomehow with the springThe night opens my eyesI cannot catch any sleepThere aren't days when I don't loseI want to love youWith the trace of the sun, the southern olives (???)That is the touch of your clothMy soul, loves you soMy dear oneAnd once again that feeling of lonelinessWhen no one is doing well, I amAnd once again I paint my songs with darknessDrunk of the desire for your lipsI am crazySomehow with the springI am crazySomehow with the springSav sam ti od ludila, _ I am crazyWithout you, with/in spring

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