Stojim na uglu i brišem cipelepromijenila se ulica druge armijetu sam nekad ček'o prijateljesvoje vjerne ratnike
I kad bi kod kuće bilo najgorei kad bi mi trebalo rame za plakanjetu sam nekad ček'o prijateljea danas nitko neće doć'
Dan za danomuvijek ista stvar, uvijek ista stvarkotrljam se gradomkao snježna lavina, kao snježna lavina
I kad bi kod kuće bilo najgorei kad bi mi trebalo rame za plakanjetu sam nekad ček'o prijateljea danas nitko neće doć'
Kotrljam se gradom
I'm standing in the corner and I'm wiping my shoesthe street of the second army changedI used to wait for my friends heremy faithful warriors
And when I was at my worst at homeand when I needed a shoulder to cry onI would wait for my friends herebut no one will come today
Day after dayalways the same thing, always the same thingI'm rolling down the citylike a snowy avallanche, like a snowy avallanche
And when I was at my worst at homeand when I needed a shoulder to cry onI would wait for my friends herebut no once will come today
I'm rolling down the city