| Mesec je u znaku škorpije, to je njeno vreme
| The moon is in the sign of Scorpio, that is its time
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| Sve su posle bile kopije, bezbojne i neme
| After all, they were copies, colorless and silent
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| Kada zamislim njen lik, na tren pretrnem
| When I imagine her character, I tremble for a moment
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| U pogledima trazim obrise, koji na nju liče
| I look for outlines in my eyes, which look like her
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| Glavom protiv Srca borim se, al' na kraju priče
| I fight with my head against the Heart, but at the end of the story
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| Srce proda stari trik, pa se otrgne
| The heart sells the old trick, so it breaks away
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| I odlutam, putevima nekih davnih dana
| And I wander, the roads of some ancient days
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| To Magija je bila, naborana svila
| It was Magic, wrinkled silk
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| Na njenim grudima
| On her chest
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| A ljudima
| And people
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| Skrivam se i ne pričam o tom
| I hide and I don't talk about it
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| Jer kako da im objasnim
| Because how do I explain it to them
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| Mada tuđa, Moja si
| Although someone else's, you are mine
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| Još se hranim istom zabludom
| I still feed on the same delusion
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| Plesati je mogla zauvijek, tako drsko mlada
| She could dance forever, so cheeky young
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| Dani su joj počinjali tek, kada sumrak vlada
| Her days only began when dusk reigned
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| I tišina nađe Put, u Noći Srebrne
| And silence finds the Way, in the Night of Silver
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| Pa odlutam, na ta mjesta gdje je bila Moja
| So I wander to those places where Mine was
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| Al' jutra se prikradu, i odzmu svu nadu
| But the mornings creep in, and take away all hope
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| Dok se budim ja
| While I wake up
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| A ljudima
| And people
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| Skrivam se i ne pričam o tom
| I hide and I don't talk about it
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| Jer kako da im objasnim
| Because how do I explain it to them
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| Mada tuđa, Moja si
| Although someone else's, you are mine
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| Još se hranim istom zabludom
| I still feed on the same delusion
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| Još se hranim istom zabludom
| I still feed on the same delusion
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| Mada tuđa, Moja si
| Although someone else's, you are mine
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| Mada tuđa, Moja si
| Although someone else's, you are mine
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| Svaki dan obojim tužnom notom
| I paint a sad note every day
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| Svaki san ukrstim sa zivotom
| I cross every dream with life
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| I kad si tu i ludim ja
| And when you're there, I'm crazy
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| A ljudima
| And people
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| Skrivam se i ne pričam o tom
| I hide and I don't talk about it
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| Jer kako da im objasnim
| Because how do I explain it to them
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| Mada tuđa, moja si
| Although someone else's, you're mine
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| Još se hranim istom zabludom
| I still feed on the same delusion
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| Još se hranim istom zabludom
| I still feed on the same delusion
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| A ljudima
| And people
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| Skrivam se i ne pričam o tom
| I hide and I don't talk about it
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| Kako da im objasnim
| How to explain to them
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| Mada tuđa, Moja si
| Although someone else's, you are mine
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| Još se hranim istom zabludom
| I still feed on the same delusion
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| Još se hranim istom zabludom
| I still feed on the same delusion
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| Mada tuđa, Moja si
| Although someone else's, you are mine
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| Još se hranim istom zabludom … | I still feed on the same delusion… |