Boginja [English translation]

Neither a message, nor a call

The room is already calling me on

Because I sleep alone

So I call, unavailable number

I lie to myself that you're mine

Oh, that drama

Black silk, half-light

The wine raises pressure

I'm seducing myself

And you are in who knows his bed

For the ninth night

It is all clear, don't be shy

Chorus:

Your bad taste is killing me

Even beside goddess, you want more

Listen to me!

You owe me tears, blood and sweat

You want me to be just a number

Oh really

Neither a message, nor a call

And the whole city is calling me on

Shame on you

You get the easy ones easily

To reject me because of those

You'll be sorry

Black silk, half-light

The wine raises pressure

I'm seducing myself

And you are in who knows his bed

For the ninth night

It is all clear, don't be shy

Chorus 2x

Your bad taste is killing me

Even beside goddess, you want more

Listen to me!

You owe me tears, blood and sweat

You want me to be just a number

Oh really

You owe me tears, blood and sweat

You want me to be just a number

Oh really

• Artist:Milica Pavlović
• Album:Boginja