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Mesec

Idi do đavola meseče,
Od one prevare
Od one noći bez sreće
Koliko je već vremena, meseče,
kako si napolju
 
Ko zna šta se desilo s njom
I onim gadom kog sam želela...
 
Koliko vremena je meseče
Otkako sam izgubila meru
Sahranila sam čak i srce
 
I šta se desilo sa mnom
Rekla sam sebi zbogom, zbogom
I kako se može biti dobro
Kad si tako sam
U ovim pravim noćima
Sa prokletim zvucima
 
I šta se desilo s njom
I šta se desilo s nama...
 
Koliko vremena meseče
Kako već nema beskraja
I već se razdelio u privatnosti
Meseče
 
I šta se desilo s Bogom
Koji nam je rekao zbogom, zbogom
 
I kako je biti loše
Biti ovako sam
I ploviti prazninom
u hiljadu pravaca
 
I kako je biti loše
i smejati se ovako sam
U ovim noćima meseče
Dok tražiš druge letove
I šta je bilo s Bogom
Šta je...
 

Nisam ja neka gospođa

Ubrzanost srca
već znači neku novost
koja se krije iza novina
dok menja mišljenja.
I loš deo dana je
u malo kilometara ka jugu
U mom povratku,
u mom Dobar dan- pozdravu
 
Ali to je isplaniran let
u najgorem motelu
Na ovom prilaznom putu
U ovoj igranci od života
Ovo je isplaniran let
da bi bili zakucani ovde
razapeti na zidu
Ali kako ga sad dekodirati?
 
Nisam ja neka gospođa!
Neka, sa svim zvezdama u životu
Nisam ja jedna gospođa
Nego, jedna za koju rat nikad nije gotov!
O, ne

Šta ti očekuješ od mene

Ima nečeg pogrešnog u tome
Što sedimo ovde,
da kažemo samo i govorimo samo
nepotrebne stvari.
 
I izgleda ti stvarno, samo ako
ovako mora biti
da želiš dati sve, želiš dati sve
a ostaješ tamo.
 
A ja sam nam verovala
Da, ja sam verovala u nas
Da je potreban samo jedan život za jedan trenutak
Zato što sam nam verovala
Da, zato što sam nam verovala
Ti čekaš čitav jedan život za jedan trenutak
 
Šta hoćeš od mene,
šta hoćeš od mene?
Šta očekuješ u sebi,
da toliko ne znaš,
toliko ne želiš
to, što ti tražiš od mene.
 
Šta želiš za mene,
šta želiš za sebe?
Šta očekuješ u sebi?
 
Ima nečeg pogrešnog
I sve se posle završava tu.
Možeš činiti manje, od tog što činiš
Samo površne stvari.
 
Ako je istinito, posle je još istinitije
Ako je dobro, dobro je tako.
I lomljivo, lomljivo
Ostaješ tamo.
 
A ja sam verovala u nas
Da, ja sam nam verovala
Da nam je potreban samo jedan život za jedan trenutak
I ti si nam verovao
da, verovao si
ti čekaš čitav jedan život za jedan trenutak
 
Šta hoćeš od mene,
šta hoćeš od mene?
Šta očekuješ u sebi,
da toliko ne znaš,
toliko ne želiš
to što ti tražiš od mene.
 
Šta želiš za mene
Šta želiš za sebe?
Šta skrivaš duboko u sebi?
 
Ali, ja ne mogu da verujem
Da postoji druga ljubav,
Da postoji druga ljubav poput tebe.
Ali, ja ne mogu da verujem
Da postoji druga ljubav
Da postoji druga ljubav.
 
Šta hoćeš od mene,
šta hoćeš od mene?
Šta očekuješ u sebi,
da toliko ne znaš,
toliko ne želiš
to, što ti tražiš od mene.
 
Šta želiš za mene
Šta želiš za sebe?
Šta skrivaš u tvojim očima?
Šta hoćeš od mene?
 

Daughter of

I am the father of my caresses
And the mother of my experiences
I am a daughter of some fame
I am a daughter, of daughter of
Loredana
Loredana
With the mascara and the bandana
I am a daughter of, daughter of
Loredana
 
I made others envious and made them pity me
I did it all by myself
Do you feel the scratch along your back?
It was to tell you that I'm still there
 
I am the father of my caresses
And the mother of my experiences
I am a daughter of some fame
I am a daughter of, daughter of
Loredana
Loredana
Those who hate me love me
I am a daughter of, daughter of
Loredana
 
With eyes open into the night
Making love is like fighting
As the pack leader among these hyenas
I hurt you but for your own good
 
I am the father of my caresses
And the mother of my experiences
I am a daughter of, some fame
I am a daughter of, daughter of
Loredana
Loredana
 
I am a slave and a sovereign
I am a daughter, of daughter of
Loredana
Loredana
Loredana
 
You who judge my path
Try doing it on top of this heels
Born like this I don't change anything
Dogs are also good in people's homes
An animal does not eat, an animal devours
I am a daughter of, daughter of
Loredana
 
I am the father of my caresses
And the mother of my experiences
I am a daughter of some fame
I am a daughter of, daughter of
Loredana
Loredana
Those who hate me love me
I am a daughter of, a daughter of
Loredana
 

Prayer

Lord who gives the wind
move some leaves
drive that sail
love's never enough
and make spring come again
Lord who gives tears
put a smile
behind my eyelashes
I never pray
but tonight I'm cold
tonight I want it
melancholy, take away
the songs of madness
the last full train
ghost and lies to forget
I'll delete with his eyes
what's about us
the darkness of the room
the fear I have to start over
 
Lord who gives time
push away the minutes
that hurt me
the sun thet never comes
tell him that I wait him
tell him to pass here
Melancholy, take away
the songs of madness
the last full train
ghost and lies to forget
I'll delete with his eyes
what's about us
the darkness of the room
the fear I have to start over
 

What Do You Expect From Me?

There is something wrong
with being seated here,
with saying to each other at least and saying at least
useless things.
 
Things that seem true only if
it was supposed to go like this,
if you were supposed to want to give everything, give everything
and stay there.
 
And I believed it.
And I believed it, yes,
it takes only a lifetime to be a moment.
Because you believed it,
because you believed it, yes,
you expect a whole lifetime to be a moment.
 
What do you want from me,
what do you want from me?
What do you expect inside yourself,
'cause you really don't know it much,
you really don't want it much,
you really don't want what you're searching for from me.
 
What do you want for me,
what do you want for yourself?
What do you expect at the bottom of yourself?
 
There's something that goes wrong
and then everything finishes here.
You can spare, doing at least
the easy things.
 
If it's true then, the more true it is.
If it all goes well, then it's fine.
And fragility, fragility
remains there.
 
And I believed it.
And I believed it, yes,
it takes only a lifetime to be a moment.
Because you believed it,
because you believed it, yes,
you expect a whole lifetime to be a moment.
 
What do you want from me,
what do you want from me?
What do you expect inside yourself,
'cause you really don't know it much,
you really don't want it much,
you really don't want what you're searching for from me.
 
What do you want for me,
what do you want for yourself?
What's hidden inside of you?
 
But I cannot believe that,
that another love exists,
that another love exists like you.
But I cannot believe that
another love exists,
another love exists.
 
What do you want from me,
what do you want from me?
What do you expect from me,
'cause you really don't know it much,
you really don't want it much,
you really don't want what you're searching for from me.
 
What do you want for me,
what do you want for yourself?
What's hidden inside those eyes of yours?
What do you want from me?
 

Sister

Party time, above the city
With many spells, for the coming year
Among the usual idiots, magicians, hairdressers
Gianni & Pinotto, but who is Pinocchio
Sister. Hit at the first ball
Sister. From a shrewd scoundrel
Party time, flower plastic ... Mmmm
Santa Claus, who works overtime
Hunting air, which tastes of holy war, of
Witch hunting, who got away with it.
 
To all the black Cats, almost extinct race
Against ignorance, the beautiful country 1 that advances
In the indifference in front of an assassin
The sign of the cross, which is against a kitten
People, pious believers , launch anathemas
Above the city, it's a parlor game
What's the truth, it's not new
People pay well for their sorcerers
That baby runs there. And which people will pay
That little girl, big and black eyes
Black as his thoughts
Sister. That the paying public
Sister. Consecrated great
Sister. You will remain that example
Like Jesus in the temple.
 
To red summer sunsets over the sea
In front of the horizon, like another front
To the missing stars, our birthdays
Never celebrated in all those years.
To the desires left suspended between earth and sky,
on that rainbow.
To the summer lull, year 1969
It was a day in July, and also to Beethowen ..
And how much it costs me to forget,
And I prefer to hurt myself.
But what unconsciousness, in this world without.
In this world without
To days lost between tears and smoke,
Under the batons used on the brothers.
To the years against, to the * years
To those of lead and damn slaughters.
To the lighted lights, of the fishermen
To all those nights, you spent outside
To the love given. Given without reservations.
To your heart, broken forever. Forever.
Siii ster...
 

• 1. Italy

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I Love Venice

At the third double whisky
I almost shouted: 'I love Venice!'
A glance behind my shoulder, I know,
He never wants to say no
 
I turned to the darkness, behind the glass I imagined my home
But there's not one reason to leave
 
A silk stocking on the bedside lamp
I love Venice!
A slow music pulls you up
and you live a little more
 
Right at the foot of the bed a newspaper, the question of Algeria
But not even a reason
that I recall
to go away
 
And three bottles in a row
Then four and laughter
Whatever the hell
I had that night
I don't remember anymore
 
I felt it was over and the *day was upon me already
And I looked like someone in another place
But I was still there
 
The motives of a man
They're not pretty
to be proven
The problem is to allow yourself a little of
the best and a little more
 
He came to the window,
I told him: 'I think the darkness is going away'
*so calm, and sitting there
I seemed like I was
still in that place
 
He came to the window,
I told him: 'I think the darkness is going away'
*so calm, and sitting there
I looked like I was
still in that place
 

In This City

You like to go abroad
And pass a month in an igloo
I, who don't believe in miracles
Have my feet on the ground and you
Open your wings now
Try to fly, go up
Looking for pure air
 
I liked to go to the movies
The 6PM spectacle
Now I live in this fable
I'd gladly leave
Open your wings now
Try to fly, go up
And don't look down
 
In this town, you grow in a hurry
In this town, life is tight
In this town, arms are crossed
Looking for anyone to show you
Looking in your eyes
 
You are looking for a place
And get lost in a subway train
Then your childhood vanishes
In the flames of a fire
And a tear of salt
Screams that it's time to change
Looking in your face
 
In this town, you grow in a hurry
In this town, life is tight
In this town, arms are crossed
Looking for anyone to show you
Looking in your face
Looking in your face
Looking in your face
Looking in your face
 
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Good morning you too

Good morning you too
And then the sun comes out
I notice that I dress badly
But there is always a bit of you upon me
Someone goes away
The rest is to be invented
 
Good morning you too
That are weeping and you're sick
You
Are not enough anymore
I will stop what is there
Looking for a living day all for me
 
You
Smile some more
What I do and who I think is a spite
To those who do not have a trick
And take all that they give
 
Good morning you too
You have angry eyes
and have wasted your days
Thinking about how it will end
Someone will come
To dream dreams ever dreamed
 
Good morning you too
Newborn loves
You
Are not enough anymore
I will stop what is there
Looking for a living day all for me
 
You
Smile some more
What I do and who I think is a spite
To those who do not have a trick
And he takes what he's got
 
Good morning you too
Newborn loves