Napismeno - Ana Nikolic

I dalje sam slaba na konjaka

A šta maco ako i jesam?

Jer ja dobro znam ti voliš to

Kad me zalepiš za dno

Bio si zaljubljen u mene

Radio sve da krv mi krene

Da laži prijaju, da strasti divljaju

Da oči rođene se ne prepoznaju

Ispalo je da sve sanjam

Od tebe se živo sklanjam

Ali znam da ne sanjam

Imam napismeno

Svaku poruku što si mi slao ti

Zašto si obećao što nisi osećao?

Telefon ne zna da odgovori

Imam napismeno

Nisam izmislila reči ljubavi

Ni onu melodiju, tu našu melodiju

Telefon tako još zvoni mi

Bio si fatalan po mene

Za sebe skupljao poene

Na mojoj propasti vredno radio

Sve moje slabosti ti si ohrabrio

Ispalo je da sve sanjam

Od tebe se živo sklanjam

Ali znam da ne sanjam

Imam napismeno

Svaku poruku što si mi slao ti

Zašto si obećao što nisi osećao?

Telefon ne zna da odgovori

Imam napismeno

Nisam izmislila reči ljubavi

Ni onu melodiju, tu našu melodiju

Telefon tako još zvoni mi

Imam napismeno

Svaku poruku što si mi slao ti

Zašto si obećao što nisi osećao?

Telefon ne zna da odgovori

Imam napismeno

Nisam izmislila reči ljubavi

Ni onu melodiju, tu našu melodiju

Telefon tako još zvoni mi

I'm still weak on cognac

And what if I am?

Because I know very well that you love it

When you stick me to the bottom

You were in love with me

I was doing everything to get my blood flowing

That lies delight, that passions run wild

That the eyes of the born do not recognize each other

It turned out that I was dreaming everything

I live from you

But I know I'm not dreaming

I have it in writing

Every message you sent me

Why did you promise what you didn't feel?

The phone does not know how to answer

I have it in writing

I didn't invent the words of love

Not even that tune, that tune of ours

My phone is still ringing like that

You were fatal to me

Collected points for himself

To my downfall worked hard

All my weaknesses you have encouraged

It turned out that I was dreaming everything

I live from you

But I know I'm not dreaming

I have it in writing

Every message you sent me

Why did you promise what you didn't feel?

The phone does not know how to answer

I have it in writing

I didn't invent the words of love

Not even that tune, that tune of ours

My phone is still ringing like that

I have it in writing

Every message you sent me

Why did you promise what you didn't feel?

The phone does not know how to answer

I have it in writing

I didn't invent the words of love

Not even that tune, that tune of ours

My phone is still ringing like that