Mando Diao - Gloria Превод текста
Glorija
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E pa
Ona sade ne mora sunce pred sobom da gleda
Za to joj pomoć boga o'zgo ne treba
Ako je gubite nemojte se jediti
Jer ona će vam infrakt prirediti
Umorna je od problema koji ste opravili u njenoj glavi
Umorna od svi' lagarija u vašoj kretenskoj predstavi
Umorna da noći sama provodi
Da bude poslednja rupa na svirali
E pa Glorija sad izlazi iz zatvora
Glorija više nije disko devojka izgubljena
O kojoj sanjali ste
Glorija, za navek ničija nije više
Glorija je visoko sad, punim plućima diše
Glorija, ne, ne, vaša robinja nije više
Ooh ooh ooh
Vreme je da se pogledate sade
U sve one što ste opravili jade
Glorija ima dan ispred vas fore
Gledi na vas s rajske kapije odgore
Umorna je od problema koji ste opravili u njenoj glavi
Umorna od svi' lagarija u vašoj kretenskoj predstavi
Umorna da noći sama provodi
Da bude poslednja rupa na svirali
E pa Glorija sad izlazi iz zatvora
Glorija više nije disko devojka izgubljena
O kojoj sanjali ste
Glorija, za navek ničija nije više
Glorija je visoko sad, punim plućima diše
Glorija ne, vaša robinja nije više
Vaša robinja, ne, nije više
Ne, ne, nikada više
Ona ne, vaša robinja nije više
Ne, ne a ne, nikad više
Ona ne, vaša robinja nije više
Ne, ne a ne, nikad više
Glorija sad izlazi iz zatvora
Glorija više nije disko devojka izgubljena
O kojoj sanjali ste
Glorija- za navek ničija nije više
Glorija- visoko sad, punim plućima diše
Glorija- vaša robinja nije više
Ne, nikad više
Ne, ne, ne, ne više
Ne, ne
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Someone loved me
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Because my pale, gray lips
Were happy again
Flushed with blood
And with deep emotions
Too bold to share with friends
Someone loved me
And in my eyes
There was a bright light that
I have never found again
I remember it
That bright light that
I have never found again
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That was never written down
In any calendar
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Anything I could imagine
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