Ti još uvijek znaš branit’ me k’o ludkad o meni svašta govore,za svaku tešku riječ,ti bit ćeš prijeki sudda meni nikad loše ne bude.
Tu jednu mušku suzu,ponijet’ ću na duši.K’o kamen bit’ ću ja,znam što noćima me guši.Samo okreni se i idi,nek’ niko ne vidikoliko značiš mi.
Još se porežemna tvoje dodire od stakla.Nikada se jaiz tvog srca nisam makla.
I još branim te,a znam da istina je takva.Ja nisam živa,od kad tvoja me je ruka dotakla.
Tvoja me je ruka dotakla…
You still know how to protect me like crazywhen they say all kinds of things about me,for every harmful word,you’ll take it to courtso that nothing bad every happens to me.
That one man tear,I’ll carry it onto my soul.I’ll be like a rock,I know what’s suffocating me at night.Just turn around and leave,let nobody seehow much you mean to me.
I still cut myselfon your touches made of glass.I neverleft your heart.
And I still defend you,even though I know the truth is just like that.I’m not alive,since your hand has touched me.
Your hand has touched me…