| Negde se pipnu naši mali svemiri
| Our little universes are touched somewhere
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| Kada već pomislim da spavaš
| When I think you're sleeping
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| Zašumi saten… Tama se uznemiri
| Satin rustles… Darkness is upset
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| I kao talas naiđeš
| And you come across like a wave
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| U školjki tvoga pupka leto zimuje
| Summer spends the winter in the shell of your navel
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| Tu čuvaš mrve sunca za nas
| That's where you keep the crumbs of the sun for us
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| Sa tvojim dodirom se čežnja rimuje
| With your touch, the longing rhymes
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| Dok kao talas nadireš
| As you rise like a wave
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| I ništa više nije važno
| And nothing else matters
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| Lice sveta zlobno i lažno se raspline za čas
| The face of the world, evil and false, vanished in an instant
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| I niko više nije bitan
| And no one matters anymore
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| Svi su pesak prezren i sitan, pesak ispod nas
| All the sand is despised and fine, the sand below us
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| Srebra decembra kuju prsten za tvoj prst
| Silver December is forging a ring for your finger
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| Niz tvoje sapi zvezda pala
| A star fell through your breath
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| Zalud te privijam uz sebe, ko uz krst
| I cling to you in vain, like a cross
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| Kao talas izmičeš
| You escape like a wave
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| Ostavljaš slane kapi bistre
| You leave salty drops clear
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| I jato dobrih mirisa Istre po sobi razvijaš
| And you develop a flock of good smells of Istria around the room
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| Ostavljaš varljiv zalog pene
| You're leaving a deceptive supply of foam
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| U srcu ove napukle stene koju razbijaš… | In the heart of this cracked rock that you break… |