Ulica zaspala
Street fell asleep
tamom se pokrila
covered with darkness
igre prstima
fingers games
po zamagljenim prozorima
on misty windows
Nudi mi postelja malo tvog mirisa
bed offers me a little bit of your scent
pa me podsjeća
and reminds me
i tjera da te tražim ja
and pushes me to find you
Samo brinem se
I'm worried
ružne stvari pričaju mi za tebe
they tell me bad things about you
vrijeme loše gore ne može
bad time could't be worse
ma šta da radiš čuvaj se
anything you will do take care of yourself
Ne daj na sebe
don't let it on yourself
ne daj na sebe
don't let it on yourself
ne daj na sebe
don't let it on yourself
Tuga me dotakla
sorrow touched me
vrelim dahom opekla
burned me with too warm breath
pa me otkida
and divides me
i tjera da te tražim ja
and pushes me to find you