Duhovi konjaka
Cognac ghosts
bude me sirene sa ulica
street sirens wake me up
svanulo je, davno je vec zvonio sat
the morning broke, the clock went off a while ago
mirisi jutra, rumenilo sa istoka
smells of the morning, afterglow from the east
ustajem, lijeno se protezem
I get up, stretching lazy
prvu jutarnju cigaru pripaljujem
smoke the first morning cigarette
pomalo zbunjena tvoja faca sa jastuka
a bit confused your face on the pillow
dobro jutro cujem iz stomaka
I hear my stomach saying good morning
progone me duhovi konjaka
cognac ghosts are haunting me
bila je luda noc, besana
it was a crazy night, sleepless
topi me dah sa tvojih usana
the breath from your lips is melting me
ustajem, lijeno se protezem
I get up, stretching lazy
prvu jutarnju cigaru pripaljujem
smoke the first morning cigarette
pomalo zbunjena tvoja faca sa jastuka
a bit confused your face on the pillow
dobro jutro cujem iz stomaka
I hear my stomach saying good morning
progone me duhovi konjaka
cognac ghosts are haunting me
bila je luda noc, besana
it was a crazy night, sleepless
topi me dah sa tvojih usana
the breath from your lips is melting me