Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Prognan , by - May Result. Release date: 22.03.2018
Song language: Bosnian
Prognan(original) |
| U sveznanom trenu laћna |
| Nam majka le a okre e, |
| Dok |
| eћnje u jadu tope se I istine pred o ima sevaju, |
| Poslednji vapaj snage ispljunuh nebil' joj srce kameno okvasio, |
| Poslednji joj sada dah na crno tle ispuљtam I kle |
| I’m, |
| Mutan pogled svaku senu njenu prati… |
| U hladno I nebujalih mena, tonem u zagrljaj postelje koju nekad u neznanju |
| toliko prezirah! |
| (Ћivote gade — nisi me vredan) |
| Smrti, o prelepa, |
| Tebe sam ћedan… |
| Uzmi sada moje sve; |
| dok gavrani poje, nek' tmina guta sve obrise boje љto u oku |
| mom k’o iluzije stoje. |
| Spasi |
| edo svoje, jer nema mi dalje, ne viљe, ne ovde. |
| Ti si sve љto sam kao zlo znao, ali zlo njihovo, zlo laћno, ono kojim nametali |
| su svoje… |
| Ne jenjavaj sad! |
| Pri I — jedinstvena I gorda, tako veli |
| anstvena I moja! |
| Dveri otvori, put pred senom mojom novi stvori, |
| uvaj gde god da se odavde po e… |
| (translation) |
| In the blink of an eye, fake |
| Our mother lies and turns, |
| While |
| wheat in sorrow melts and truths are sown in front of him, |
| I spat out the last cry of strength before it turned her heart to stone, |
| Now I'm letting out her last breath on the black ground |
| I'm |
| A blurry look follows her every shadow... |
| In cold and unswelling men, I sink into the embrace of the bed that was once in ignorance |
| I despise so much! |
| (You bastards live — you're not worth me) |
| Death, O beautiful one, |
| I miss you... |
| Take my all now; |
| while the ravens sing, some darkness swallows all the outlines of color in the eye |
| to me, how are illusions? |
| Save |
| edo mine, because I have no further, no more, not here. |
| You are all that I knew as evil, but their evil, false evil, the one they imposed |
| are their… |
| Don't give up now! |
| Pri I — unique I pride, so they say |
| and mine too! |
| Open the door, create a new path in front of my hay, |
| enter wherever you go from here for e… |