Da li je sretna kad tako sigurnim korakom,
Is she happy, when with that confident walk
prelazi ulicu kao da je njena.
she crosses the street as though it were hers.
I kako živi u ovo vrijeme opako,
And how she lives, in this wicked time,
vrijeme eksponencijalnog prezasićenja.
a time of exponential excess.
Crv u jabuci sam,crv u jabuci sam,
I am the worm in the apple, I am the worm in the apple,
otkad za sebe znam,otkad za sebe znam...
for as long as I have known myself, for as long as I have known myself...
Da li je sama,u njenom oku se ne vidi to,
Am I, in her eye that cannot be seen,
ili se pravi,da joj je sve u životu normalno.
or is she acting like everything in her life is normal?
Da li je čeka neko ko je voli stvarno,
Is someone who really loves her waiting for her,
ili je i kod nje,kao i kod mene,sve virtualno...
or is everything virtual for her, as it is for me.
Strijela treba krivi luk da pogodi pravi zvuk...
The arrow needs a crooked arch to hit the right sound...
Ima li undo za nju???
Is there an undo for her?
Ima li undo za nju???
Is there an undo for her?
Naša djeca rastu milimetar po milimetar,
Our children grow millimeter by millimeter
vjetar nosi čežnju daleko u noć,daleko u noć.
the wind carries desire far away into the night, far away into the night.
Ima li undo,za nju???
Is there an undo for her?
Strijela treba krivi luk da pogodi pravi zvuk...
The arrow needs a crooked arch to hit the right sound...