| It’s Autumn, wind blowing leaves and smell of warm chestnut
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| streets like from a story, everything in gold colours
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| the sun is following children outside
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| birds are flying towards the Spring
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| And where are you to tell lme
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| what is the right decision
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| which direction to pick at the crossroads
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| And where are you to present me with
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| two-three good reasons
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| why life is not a scam, illusion
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| And where are you to admit to me that everything did exist, that I have
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| met you
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| spent my youth with you
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| tell me where are you
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| It’s autumn, wind blowing leaves and smell of warm chestnut
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| streets like from a story, everything in gold colours
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| the sun is following children outside
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| birds are flying towards the Spring
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| Gdje si ti Jesen je, vjetar nosi lisce i miris toplog kestena
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| ulice k’o iz neke price, sve u zlatnim bojama
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| sunce prati djecu napolju
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| ptice lete prema proljecu
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| A gdje si ti da kazes mi sto je prava odluka
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| koju stranu raskrizja odabrati
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| A gdje si ti da prospes mi dva-tri dobra razloga
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| da zivot nije prevara, iluzija
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| A gdje si ti da priznas mi da je sve postojalo, da sam te upoznao
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| s tobom mladost proveo
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| reci mi gdje si ti Jesen je, vjetar nosi lisce i miris toplog kestena
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| ulice k’o iz neke price, sve u zlatnim bojama
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| sunce prati djecu napolju
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| ptice lete prema proljecu |