Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Emdéžet, artist - Elan. Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Song language: Slovak
Emdéžet(original) |
| Tam niekde na dne slov |
| Krváca čas a páli mráz |
| Skončil sa ples a zdochol pes |
| Už čierna noc spi v zrkadlách |
| Vo váze biedny kvet |
| Ženy sa tulia k dávnym snom |
| A lásky niet a lásky niet |
| Len lacné dary na emdéžet |
| Lásku chcú miesto slov |
| Pár nežných istot na všedný deň |
| Lásku chcú miesto slov |
| Na hodinách je čtvrť na strach |
| Tam niekde na dne slov |
| Krváca čas a páli mráz |
| Skončil sa ples a zdochol pes |
| Už čierna noc spi v zrkadlách |
| Lásku chcú miesto slov |
| Pár nežných istot na všedný deň |
| Lásku chcú miesto slov |
| Na hodinách je čtvrť na strach |
| Lásku chcú miesto slov |
| Nechcú nič menej a nechcú viac |
| Lásku chcú miesto slov |
| Nestačí kvet na emdéžet |
| Lásku chcú miesto slov |
| Pár nežných istot na všedný deň |
| Lásku chcú miesto slov |
| Na hodinách je čtvrť na strach |
| (translation) |
| Somewhere at the bottom of words |
| Time is bleeding and frost is burning |
| The ball ended and the dog died |
| Black night has been sleeping in the mirrors |
| Poor flower in a vase |
| Women are longing for old dreams |
| And there is no love and no love |
| Just cheap gifts for the emdezet |
| They want love instead of words |
| A few tender certainties on a weekday |
| They want love instead of words |
| The neighborhood is scared on the clock |
| Somewhere at the bottom of words |
| Time is bleeding and frost is burning |
| The ball ended and the dog died |
| Black night has been sleeping in the mirrors |
| They want love instead of words |
| A few tender certainties on a weekday |
| They want love instead of words |
| The neighborhood is scared on the clock |
| They want love instead of words |
| They want nothing less and they don't want more |
| They want love instead of words |
| A flower is not enough for an emjezet |
| They want love instead of words |
| A few tender certainties on a weekday |
| They want love instead of words |
| The neighborhood is scared on the clock |