IZGLEDA DA ĆEŠ PONOVO OSTATI SAM
NA SVADBI
NEVJESTA JE PLAKALA
TI SI REKAO NE BOJ SE
OD LOŠEG VINA SU SLIJEPI STRAŽARI SVUDA
LAKO ĆEŠ PROĆI KROZ NJIH
KO DUH
U GLAVI
VEĆ SI U SIVILU CESTA
LUTAŠ OD MJESTA DO MJESTA
TI SI DOSANJAO SAN
ŠTO VIDIŠ
JE OSTALO BEZ NADE I SMJEŠKA
ZAR TO JE BILA POSLJEDNJA GREŠKA
ZAR ZAUVIJEK ĆEŠ OSTATI SAM
KO DUH
KO DUH
DOBRO SE SJEĆAM KAKO BLISTAO JE ZRAK
ONE NOĆI KAD JE SKOČIO IZ SEDLA
U SJENI MJESEČINE SPAZIO JE ZNAK
DOK JASNO ZVECKALE SU MAMUZE OD SREBRA
OSJEĆA KAKO BUDI SE STARI STRAH
DOK ZAPLJUSKUJU GA VALOVI BIJESA
ONDA SE OČAJNIČKI HVATA ZA SVE ŠTO ZNA
JER NIJE DOSTOJAN
TOG POGLEDA S NEBESA
VALOVI SJENA
K SEBI TE VUKU
I NIKOG NEMA
DA PRUŽI RUKU
DOBRO SE SJĆAM...
...POGLEDA S NEBESA
SLAPOVI SVJETLA
GORE TE VUKU
TKO TE TO GLEDA
I PRUŽA RUKU?
LIKE A GHOST
It seems you’ll remain alone, again...
At a wedding,
The bride was crying,
You told her: Don’t be scared,
All the guards are blinded by bad wine,
You’ll easily slip through them,
Like a ghost,
Like a ghost...
Inside your mind,
You’re already on the drab roads,
Wandering from place to place,
You’ve reached the end of your dream.
All that you see,
Is robbed of smile and hope,
Was that your ultimate fault?
Will you forever remain alone,
Like a ghost?
Like a ghost...
Inside your mind,
You’re already on the drab roads,
Wandering from place to place,
You’ve reached the end of your dream.
All that you see,
Is robbed of smile and hope,
Was that your ultimate fault?
Will you forever remain alone,
Like a ghost?
Like a ghost..
I remember well how the dark glittered,
That night when he jumped out of his saddle,
In the shadow of the Moon he spotted a sign,
Through clear air the silver spurs rattled,
He feels the old fear, swell,
Slammed by the waves of rage,
Then desperately clings to all that he knows,
Unworthy of the Heavens gaze...
The waves of shadows
Downwards they drag you,
And there is no one,
To lend a hand...
I remember well how the dark glittered
That night when he jumped out of his saddle,
In the shadow of the Moon he spotted a sign,
Through clear air the silver spurs rattled,
He feels the old fear, swelli
Slammed by the waves of rage,
Then desperately clings to all that he knows,
Unworthy of the Heavens gaze...
The Cascades of light,
Upwards they lift you,
Who is watching over you
Offering His hand?
