Iza nas [English translation]

Towards the old region

Still drives the same line

An empty bus

An angel last platform

Anything

I don't remember anything anymore

Since that moment

I rarely visit reality

So shut up

What are they going to say

When eyes speak

Your

Velvet lips

Always easily fool me.

Either say that you love me

Sweet, the sweetest you know

Or admit that love is

Behind us

In the lower town

Beside the hill for thinking

The spring wind

Washes your cheeks

Anything

I don't remember anything anymore

Since that moment

I rarely visit reality

So shut up

What are they going to say

When eyes speak

Your

Velvet lips

Always easily fool me.

Either say that you love me

Sweet, the sweetest you know

Or admit that love is

Behind us

• Artist:Bajaga i instruktori