Ruže cvetaju samo u pesmama [English translation]

I'm listening to the song about happy love

which brings joy and beauty

happiness comes often in the songs

but so rarely in life

Roses are blooming only in the songs

like every lie on your lips

the end of the song tells us the truth

Like other woman's hands in your hair

and the end of the song tells us the truth

Like other woman's hands in your hair

Like in the song we weren't happy

we broke up at the beginning of our journey

I'd give everything to relive that time

like in the song, for at least five minutes

Roses are blooming only in the songs

like every lie on your lips

the end of the song tells us the truth

Like other woman's hands in your hair

and the end of the song tells us the truth

Like other woman's hands in your

The only thing romantic are the songs

now it's time of modern love

the number is what matters, and name what doesn't

love fast, forget fast

Roses are blooming only in the songs

like every lie on your lips

the end of the song tells us the truth

Like other woman's hands in your hair

and the end of the song tells us the truth

Like other woman's hands in your

• Artist:Dragana Mirković
• Album:Ruže cvetaju samo u pesmama (1987)