Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tuga, Ti I Ja, artist - Crvena jabuka. Album song Crvena Jabuka - Original Album Collection, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Record label: croatia
Song language: Bosnian
Tuga, Ti I Ja(original) |
Evo me noći, stara prijateljice |
Opet njoj ću poći, niz duge puste ulice |
Tamo gdje strahovi prestaju, obraz mi grije njen dlan |
Na njemu moje usne nestaju, beskrajno sam, uzdah joj znam |
Časti me noći, stara prijateljice |
U čašu natoči, žudnju da mi slomije |
Zar nisam dovoljno gubio, tko će izmjeriti bol |
Do očaja ljubio, namjerno bježao, da bih se vraćao |
Opet mi se budi tuga, tuga najveća |
Koju nosi snijeg s planina, vjetar ravnica |
Koga sad joj srce voli, kaži nek' još jače voli |
Idemo do dna, tuga ti i ja |
Pozdravljam te noći, stara prijateljice |
I ovaj krug će proći, neće stić' me kajanje |
Šta je ovo proljeće, spram nježnih godina |
Poziv njen me pokreće, čak i sa dna, isto izgleda |
Opet mi se budi tuga, tuga najveća |
Koju nosi snijeg s planina, vjetar ravnica |
Koga sad joj srce voli, kaži nek' još jače voli |
Idemo do dna, tuga ti i ja |
Opet mi se budi tuga, tuga najveća |
Koju nosi snijeg s planina, vjetar ravnica |
Koga sad joj srce voli, kaži nek' još jače voli |
Idemo do dna, tuga ti i ja |
Tuga ti i ja. |
Tuga ti i ja |
Tuga ti i ja. |
Tuga ti i ja |
Tuga ti i ja. |
Tuga ti i ja |
Tuga ti i ja… |
(translation) |
Here I am at night, old friend |
I'll go to her again, down a long deserted street |
Where my fears stop, my cheek warms my palm |
On it my lips disappear, I am endless, I know her sigh |
Honor me at night, old friend |
Pour into a glass, longing to break me |
Haven't I lost enough, who will measure the pain |
To the point of despair, he kissed, deliberately fleeing, only to return |
My sorrow awakens again, the greatest sorrow |
Carried by snow from the mountains, the wind of the plains |
Whom her heart loves now, tell her to love even more |
Let's go to the bottom, you and I are sad |
I salute you that night, old friend |
And this circle will pass, I will not regret it |
What is this spring, compared to the tender years |
Her call moves me, even from the bottom, it looks the same |
My sorrow awakens again, the greatest sorrow |
Carried by snow from the mountains, the wind of the plains |
Whom her heart loves now, tell her to love even more |
Let's go to the bottom, you and I are sad |
My sorrow awakens again, the greatest sorrow |
Carried by snow from the mountains, the wind of the plains |
Whom her heart loves now, tell her to love even more |
Let's go to the bottom, you and I are sad |
You and I are sad. |
You and I are sad |
You and I are sad. |
You and I are sad |
You and I are sad. |
You and I are sad |
You and I are sad… |