| Ovaj tango, za mene,
| This tango, for me,
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| tebe, nju i njega;
| you, her and him;
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| je tako opasan ples,
| is such a dangerous dance,
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| po nasu divlju glad.
| by our wild hunger.
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| Tako tesko se u nama,
| It's so hard in us,
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| lomi daljina koja kida.
| breaks the tearing distance.
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| A umreti je lako,
| And it's easy to die,
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| svaki put nebo zna,
| every time heaven knows
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| cuje glas, ti si sam,
| he hears a voice, you are alone,
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| i plasi te do smrti.
| and scares you to death.
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| Ref:
| Ref:
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| Znam, zelis da sam tu,
| I know, you want me here,
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| da hodamo po tlu toplom od suza.
| to walk on the ground warm with tears.
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| Noc, kad mene ne bude,
| The night when I'm gone,
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| pomisli da san pada ti na lice…
| think that a dream falls on your face…
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| Gde saputace mrak,
| Where darkness will come,
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| zastace ti dah,
| it will take your breath away
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| cekaces sama…
| you are waiting alone…
|
| Ovaj tango, za mene,
| This tango, for me,
|
| tebe, nju i njega;
| you, her and him;
|
| je tako opasan ples,
| is such a dangerous dance,
|
| po nasu divlju glad.
| by our wild hunger.
|
| Tako tesko se u nama,
| It's so hard in us,
|
| lomi daljina koja kida.
| breaks the tearing distance.
|
| A umreti je lako,
| And it's easy to die,
|
| svaki put nebo zna,
| every time heaven knows
|
| cuje glas, ti si sam
| he hears a voice, you are alone
|
| i plasi te do smrti.
| and scares you to death.
|
| Ref:
| Ref:
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| Znam, zelis da sam tu,
| I know, you want me here,
|
| da hodamo po tlu toplom od suza.
| to walk on the ground warm with tears.
|
| Noc, kad mene ne bude,
| The night when I'm gone,
|
| pomisli da san pada ti na lice…
| think that a dream falls on your face…
|
| Gde saputace mrak,
| Where darkness will come,
|
| zastace ti dah
| it will take your breath away
|
| i cekaces sama…
| and wait alone…
|
| Znam, zelis da sam tu,
| I know, you want me here,
|
| da hodamo po tlu toplom od suza.
| to walk on the ground warm with tears.
|
| Noc, kad mene ne bude,
| The night when I'm gone,
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| pomisli da san pada ti na lice.
| think that a dream is falling on your face.
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| Gde saputace mrak,
| Where darkness will come,
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| zastace ti dah
| it will take your breath away
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| i cekaces sama. | and wait alone. |