Željko Bebek "Mene tjera neki vrag" lyrics

Mene tjera neki vrag

Ukus limuna na tvojim usnamau kosi trag vanilei šapat vjetrova s južnih ostrvau pogledu od svileS tvojih prozora, druga muzika odskorase èujei kao zreo nar pukla je stvar....

Mene tjera neki vrag da ti opetpreðem prag i oprostimšto ti više nisam drag što sam jednetrag da zaboravimNek' sam proklet ako znam šta bihja bez tebe sam u noæimapijan, blesav šta li sam, opetslutim stari plam u grudima...Malo nestvarna, malo nejasnata slika još se njiše i starapijaca na jugu kokosa jošistim dahom njiše...a s tvojih prozora druga muzika odskorase èujei kao zreo nar pukla je stvar....

Mene tjera neki vrag da ti opetpreðem prag i oprostimšto ti više nisam drag što sam jednetrag da zaboravimNek' sam proklet ako znam šta bihja bez tebe sam u noæimapijan, blesav šta li sam, opetslutim stari plam u grudima...

The Devil Is Making Me

A taste of lemon on your lipsA trace of vanilla in your hairAnd a silky view of the winds' whisper from the southern isles.

Different music started playing from your windows recentlyAnd our thing cracked like a ripe pomegranate.

The Devil is making meTo cross your threshold againAnd forgive you for not loving meTo forget being a trace of a song

I'll be damned if I knewWhat I would do without youOn nights when drunk, stupid or whateverI sense the old flame in my chest

A little surreal, a little unlcearThat old picture still swingsAnd the old market on the Coconut Square still breaths the same breath

Different music started playing from your windows recentlyAnd our thing cracked like a ripe pomegranate.

The Devil is making meTo cross your threshold againAnd forgive you for not loving meTo forget being a trace of a song

I'll be damned if I knewWhat I would do without youOn nights when drunk, stupid or whateverI sense the old flame in my chest