Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ladice , by - Elemental. Song from the album Pod Pritiskom, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.09.2008
Record label: MenART
Song language: Bosnian
Ladice(original) |
| Htjela bi pamtit samo sretne dane, nisam glupa |
| Al dolaze u paru, loši i dobri skupa |
| U glavi nemam mjesta za sve detalje |
| Zato pamtim bitne, izbacujem manje |
| Pobjeda je bilo malo, porazi pretegnu |
| Kao kamen povuku, kao žica stegnu |
| Žene su čudne, pa i kada nam krene |
| Volimo biti jadne, unesrećene |
| Ja protiv prirode, odbacujem memorije |
| Selektivni reset, da budem za pet |
| Puštam pauzu, stišćem play |
| Mm… Bit ću okay |
| Misli te kazne kad si sam pa te zavrte kao vrtlog |
| Nosim nasmijanu masku, a plačem ispod |
| Moje lice nije lijepo, al moje lice je moje |
| S ožiljcima od poraza koji mi ne stoje |
| Puna sam rezova, prekida i pogrešaka |
| Rabljena, voljena, ponekad iskorištena |
| Sunce je reklo doći, moram ga dočekati spremna |
| Mjesec nije loš, al bez sunca sam izgubljena |
| Sutra, bit ću nova, smiješim se tome |
| I pjesme će bit sretnije, nada zadnja tone |
| Puštam pauzu, stišćem play |
| Mm… Bit ću okay |
| U ladice svoje, ja stavit ću sve |
| Pirove pobjede, stare otrcane |
| Neka ostanu zaključane |
| Na police nove, ja stavit ću sve |
| Ponosne pobjede, nove, svjetlucave |
| I još napravit mjesta, za nove… |
| U ladice svoje, ja stavit ću sve |
| Pirove pobjede, stare otrcane |
| Neka ostanu zaključane |
| Na police nove, ja stavit ću sve |
| Ponosne pobjede, nove, svjetlucave |
| I još napravit mjesta, tako je |
| (translation) |
| I just want to remember happy days, I'm not stupid |
| But they come in pairs, bad and good together |
| I don't have room in my head for all the details |
| That's why I remember the important ones, I throw out less |
| Victories were few, defeats outweighed |
| They pull like a stone, they tighten like a wire |
| Women are weird, even when it comes to us |
| We like to be miserable, unhappy |
| I am against nature, I reject memories |
| Selective reset, to be for five |
| I pause, squeeze play |
| Mm… I'll be okay |
| Think of those punishments when you're alone, so they spin you like a whirlwind |
| I wear a smiling mask and cry underneath |
| My face is not beautiful, but my face is mine |
| With scars from defeat that don't suit me |
| I am full of cuts, interruptions and mistakes |
| Used, loved, sometimes used |
| The sun said to come, I have to welcome him ready |
| The moon is not bad, but without the sun I am lost |
| Tomorrow, I'll be new, I'm smiling at that |
| And the songs will be happier, hope last sinks |
| I pause, squeeze play |
| Mm… I'll be okay |
| In my drawers, I will put everything |
| Pyrrhic victories, old shabby ones |
| Keep them locked |
| On the new shelves, I'll put everything |
| Proud victories, new, glittering |
| And still make room, for new… |
| In my drawers, I will put everything |
| Pyrrhic victories, old shabby ones |
| Keep them locked |
| On the new shelves, I'll put everything |
| Proud victories, new, glittering |
| And still make room, that's right |