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Dorian

Oni neće znati ko smo mi
Tako da oboje možemo da se pretvaramo
Ispisano je na planinama
Linija koja se nikada ne završava
 
Kad je đavo progovorio rasuli smo se po podu
I parčići su se polomili i ljudi su hteli još
I hrapavi točak se okreće još jedan krug
 
Doriane, strvino
Hoćeš li poći sa nama do kraja
Hoćeš li nam ikada dozvoliti da nastavimo sami
 
Lelujamo se kao deca
Izdvojena za pohvalu
Unutrašnjost izvrnuta na otvorenom
Sa bezizražajnim licem
 
Kad je žena sa tužnim očima progovorila mi smo propustili šansu
Poslednja umiruća šala je u našim rukama
I hrapavi točak se okreće još jedan krug
 
Doriane, strvino
Hoćeš li poći sa nama do kraja
Hoćeš li nam ikada dozvoliti da nastavimo sami
 
Doriane, strvino
Hoćeš li poći sa nama do kraja
Hoćeš li nam ikada dozvoliti da nastavimo sami
 

The Angels In Our Countrysides

The angels in our countrysides
Have shouted the hymn of the heavens,
And the echo of our mountains
Repeat this melodious song:
 
||: Gloria in excelsis Deo :||
 
Shepherds, for whom do you celebrate?
What is the object of all these songs?
Which conqueror, which conquest
Deserves these triumphant cries:
 
||: Gloria in excelsis Deo :||
 
They announce the birth
Of the liberator of Israel
And full of recognition
They sing on this solemn day:
 
||: Gloria in excelsis Deo :||
 
Let us all search the happy village
Which saw his birth under its roofs
Let us offer him tender homage
And from our hearts and from our voices:
 
||: Gloria in excelsis Deo :||
 
Shepherds, leave your retreats
Join yourselves to their concerts
And may your sweet bagpipes
Uphold the airs:
 
||: Gloria in excelsis Deo :||
 

Mountains out of everything

My treasure you’ve truly got a heart of gold
But you make mountains out of everything
A few crumbs forgotten under the table
And yesterday evening in fact, where were you?
 
My treasure you emptied out my mobile phone
You hoped to find what, words of love?
The quiet little life
At least that’s not our lot
 
It’s always a little war
For a word out of place
A cloudburst a flash of lightning and it’s off
But I know what to do
You know what I prefer
And everyone know how that ends up
 
My treasure I’m going to plead guilty
But to what I have no idea
The news, the awful weather forecast
Fine, Pompeii as well, that was me I admit it
 
My treasure you’ve got a heart of gold but even so
Let’s not get carried away
The peaceful little life
At least that’s not our lot
 
It’s always a little war
For a word out of place
A cloudburst, a flash of lightning, to the shelters
But I know what to do
You know what I prefer
And everyone know how that ends up
 
My treasure ones like you must be won
Ones like you are not found everywhere
You mustn’t think that all this pushes us apart
On the contrary, on the contrary between us
 
My treasure
On the contrary
On the contrary between us
My treasure
 
It’s always a little war
A cloudburst a flash of lightning
But I know what to do
And everyone knows how that ends up