Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Noćas Ona Nije Ona, artist - Silente. Date of issue: 09.10.2013
Song language: Croatian
Noćas Ona Nije Ona(original) |
| Ti, ti ne brineš za godine, |
| Meni dvije znače stotine |
| Ti, ti ih zoveš bore |
| A ja ogrebotine |
| I sve te tvoje hladne riječi |
| Su tako toplo zvučale |
| Daj, ugrij me tim ledom |
| Anđeli nas uhode |
| Povuci mi tlo pod nogama |
| Kao stolnjak na nekoj večeri |
| Hladan sam i samo stojim |
| Ma to su oni ludi ledeni glečeri |
| Oni ludi… |
| Nećeš nebo nać' na nebu |
| (Ukopalo se ispod kože) |
| Pusti me tih sila mraka |
| (Što nam malo smrti može?) |
| Puče svemir kao kreda |
| (Srce dežura na prvoj crti) |
| E, da znaju što mi znamo |
| (Što nam može malo smrti?) |
| Premda rane još ni nema |
| Sol je već u rukama |
| Kao svaki dobar svetac |
| Moram umrijeti u mukama |
| Jer za tvoje oči, trepavice |
| Noćas je nebo boje borovnice |
| Nebo mi objasni za tren |
| Još si moja, još sam njen |
| Povuci mi tlo pod nogama |
| Kao stolnjak na nekoj večeri |
| Hladan sam i samo stojim |
| Ma to su oni ludi ledeni glečeri |
| Oni ludi… |
| Al' noćas ona nije ona |
| (Netko joj čuči ispod kože) |
| Pusti me tih sila mraka |
| (Što nam malo smrti može?) |
| Još te čuvam, još te pazim |
| (Nema suza na prvoj crti) |
| E, da znaju što mi znamo |
| (Što nam može malo smrti?) |
| (translation) |
| You, you don't care about age, |
| Two means hundreds to me |
| You, you call them wrinkles |
| And I scratches |
| And all those cold words of yours |
| They sounded so warm |
| Come on, warm me up with that ice |
| Angels stalk us |
| Pull the ground from under my feet |
| Like a tablecloth at a dinner party |
| I'm cold and just standing there |
| Oh, those are those crazy ice glaciers |
| The crazy ones... |
| You will not find heaven in the sky |
| (It got under the skin) |
| Let me be those forces of darkness |
| (What can a little death do for us?) |
| Cracks the universe like chalk |
| (The heart is on duty on the first line) |
| So that they know what we know |
| (What's a little death for us?) |
| Although the wound is not there yet |
| The salt is already in your hands |
| Like any good saint |
| I must die in agony |
| Because for your eyes, eyelashes |
| The sky is blueberry tonight |
| Heaven will explain to me in a moment |
| You're still mine, I'm still hers |
| Pull the ground from under my feet |
| Like a tablecloth at a dinner party |
| I'm cold and just standing there |
| Oh, those are those crazy ice glaciers |
| The crazy ones... |
| But tonight she is not her |
| (Someone crouches under her skin) |
| Let me be those forces of darkness |
| (What can a little death do for us?) |
| I still watch over you, I still watch over you |
| (No tears on the first line) |
| So that they know what we know |
| (What's a little death for us?) |