Margret Nikolova - Пролет моя (Prolet moya) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Šta god mi nije u redu
Poneću sa sobom u krevet
Tako lako se predajem
Priroda me izujeda
Mali smrt poput olova
Otrovna i teška
Uvek je to bilo tako
Uvek je to bilo tako
 

Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju
Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju
 

Ujutru
Opet ću se oskrnaviti
Bio je prirodni Ploše - 1
Reče da 'ti ovo nečeš zaboraviti'
Sramota je oštra
I moja koža tako lako popušta
Samo bog zna
Samo bi bog verovao
Da sam ja bila anđeo
Ali su me isterali
Ali su me isterali
 

Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju
Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju
Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju
Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju
 

I Would Never Even Think About Buying Your Books, Packed With Lies Disguised As Good Advice About Life And How To Live It

I would never even think
About buying your books, packed with lies
Disguised as good advice
On life and how to live it
 

What do you think gives you the right
To fuck up someone else's life
We'd all be much better off
Without your poisonous advice
 

Making profit from the misery of others
Taking advantage of their insecurity
Encouraging the weak
To lie, cheat and steal
 

I would never even think
About buying your books, packed with lies
Disguised as good advice
On life and how to live it
 

You sell instructions step by step
On how to glue the pieces of a
Broken heart back together
 

There's no point in taking the pain
When you can buy your way out
But where is out?
It's just another room
With one thousand doors
 

I would never even think
About buying your books, packed with lies
Disguised as good advice
On life and how to live it
 

You sell instructions step by step
On how to glue the pieces of a
Broken heart back together
 

There's no point in taking the pain
When you can buy your way out
But where is out?
It's just another room
With one thousand doors
 

Where's my head going?

I've forgotten everything I once loved.
And I have nothing left to look forward to
I don't want anything, and I don't want to hear your voice
I've lost my strength
Sober thoughts, tired body
I'm so sleepy
A hard morning and a hundred tries to make sense of it all.
 

Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
I can't sleep again till morning
I've got a lot on my mind
Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
Where's my head going?
 

Art for 100 (skit)

All my hopes are in shreds
Hundreds of empty dreams
I want so much to believe it's not serious
I can run away from the sun
Or hide from the rain
But no matter how hard I try
I can't run away from myself