Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nočná optika, artist - Richard Muller. Date of issue: 05.10.2017
Song language: Slovak
Nočná optika(original) |
| nachýlil sa deň do tmavošedej farby |
| všetky ženy odteraz sú pre nás už len Barbie |
| vychýlil sa deň na tichú nočnú ránvej |
| frankie dokonale odspieva svoju slávnu My Way |
| Prichýlil sa deň na tvoje božské paže |
| všetky naše omyly rýchlo naspäť zažeň |
| Nachýlil sa deň do predposlednej fázy |
| drzé ráno čierny imidž už nám trochu kazí |
| ešte stále trvá |
| tá malá nočná múra |
| vidím už len celkom hmlisto / okuliare stratili dych |
| stojím stále pri tom istom / láska o dvoch neznámych |
| vidím už len celkom hmlisto / okuliare stratili dych |
| stojím stále pri tom istom / láska o dvoch neznámych |
| nočná optika sa hlási |
| pomaličky padá na riasy |
| áno je to ona asi |
| optika noci |
| natvrdo a bez pomoci |
| rozchýlil sa deň do prašivého rána |
| vedľa teba ticho dýcha stará známa dáma |
| Nachýlil sa deň znova drsno svitá |
| noc je definitívne dopitá |
| Už pochovali noc A deň si to odpyká |
| Kým nám na oči nespadne nočná optika |
| ešte stále trvá … |
| vidím už len celkom … |
| (translation) |
| the day turned dark gray |
| all women are just Barbies to us from now on |
| the day turned to a silent night raid |
| frankie sings his famous My Way perfectly |
| The day has fallen upon your divine arms |
| quickly drive back all our mistakes |
| The day approached the penultimate stage |
| cheeky morning, the black image is already spoiling us a little |
| it is still going on |
| that little wall of the night |
| I can only see quite hazily / my glasses have lost their breath |
| I always stand by the same thing / love about two strangers |
| I can only see quite hazily / my glasses have lost their breath |
| I always stand by the same thing / love about two strangers |
| night optics is reported |
| it slowly falls on the eyelashes |
| yes, it's probably her |
| optics of the night |
| hard and without help |
| the day broke into a dusty morning |
| an old familiar lady breathes quietly next to you |
| The day has come and dawns harshly again |
| the night is definitely drunk |
| They have already buried the night And the day will take its toll |
| Until the night optics fall on our eyes |
| still going on... |
| I can only see... |