Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song U nedelju , by - Marija Serifovic. Release date: 19.01.2022
Song language: Croatian
U nedelju(original) |
| Nase poslednje vece |
| vreme prebrzo tece |
| kazem, ostani tu |
| jer ljudi se ne |
| rastaju u nedelju |
| Nema nijedne reci |
| da tvoj odlazak spreci |
| kazem, ma idi sto pre |
| jer jutro brzo svanuce |
| a ja mrzim rastanke |
| U nedelju kad se tuga odmara |
| u nedelju nebo vrata otvara |
| i svatovi uvek tada prolaze |
| pored moje ulice |
| zato nemoj molim te |
| u nedelju i ja belo oblacim |
| da te brze prebolim |
| i sto pre zaboravim |
| Nema nijedne reci |
| da tvoj odlazak spreci |
| kazem, ma idi sto pre |
| jer jutro brzo svanuce |
| a ja mrzim rastanke |
| U nedelju kad se tuga odmara |
| u nedelju nebo vrata otvara |
| i svatovi uvek tada prolaze |
| pored moje ulice |
| zato nemoj molim te |
| u nedelju i ja belo oblacim |
| da te brze prebolim |
| i sto pre zaboravim |
| U nedelju kad se tuga odmara |
| u nedelju nebo vrata otvara |
| i svatovi uvek tada prolaze |
| pored moje ulice |
| zato nemoj molim te |
| u nedelju i ja belo oblacim |
| da te brze prebolim |
| i sto pre zaboravim |
| U nedelju, da te brze prebolim |
| (translation) |
| Our last night |
| time is running too fast |
| I say, stay there |
| because people don't |
| they grow up on Sunday |
| There are no words |
| to prevent your departure |
| I say, go as soon as possible |
| because the morning dawns quickly |
| and I hate partings |
| On a Sunday when grief rests |
| on Sunday the sky opens its doors |
| and the bride and groom always pass then |
| next to my street |
| so please don't |
| on Sunday I also dress white |
| to get over you quickly |
| and I forget as soon as possible |
| There are no words |
| to prevent your departure |
| I say, go as soon as possible |
| because the morning dawns quickly |
| and I hate partings |
| On a Sunday when grief rests |
| on Sunday the sky opens its doors |
| and the bride and groom always pass then |
| next to my street |
| so please don't |
| on Sunday I also dress white |
| to get over you quickly |
| and I forget as soon as possible |
| On a Sunday when grief rests |
| on Sunday the sky opens its doors |
| and the bride and groom always pass then |
| next to my street |
| so please don't |
| on Sunday I also dress white |
| to get over you quickly |
| and I forget as soon as possible |
| On Sunday, let me get over you quickly |