Zadnji Pogled Na Jeršaleim - Haustor

Danas je taj dan

Hej, zlatno nebo iznad grada

Danas je taj dan

Danas je parada

Niz ulice lete njena crna kola

Ova noć je spremna za nas

Pali i vuci

Nestat' ćemo brzo

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Na djevojke u luci, pale za stvar

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Jer dolari su vrući, miriše dim

Osjećam je iza leđa

Ispred mene veliki brod

I besmrtna djeca

I sunce koje tone

A onda mi njena ruka takne rame

Buka luke pada na nas

U oku vidim plamen

I tiho je

K’o kad mašina stane

Danas je taj dan

Hej, zlatno nebo iznad grada

Danas je taj dan

Danas je parada

Niz ulice lete njena crna kola

Duga noć je spremna za nas

Pali i vuci

Nestat' ćemo brzo

K’o suze na suncu

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Na djevojke u luci, pale za stvar

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Jer dolari su vrući, miriše dim

Osjećam je iza leđa

Ispred mene veliki brod

I besmrtna djeca

I sunce koje tone

A onda mi njena ruka takne rame

Buka luke pada na nas

U oku vidim plamen

I tiho je

K’o kad mašina stane

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Na djevojke u luci, pale za stvar

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Jer dolari su vrući

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Na djevojke u luci, pale za stvar

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Jer dolari su vrući, miriše dim

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Na djevojke u luci, pale za stvar

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Jer dolari su vrući

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Na djevojke u luci, pale za stvar

Zadnji pogled na Jeršaleim

Jer dolari su vrući, miriše dim

Today is that day

Hey, golden skies over town

Today is that day

Today is a parade

Her black car is flying down the street

This night is ready for us

Fire and pull

We'll be gone soon

Last look at Jerusalem

To the girls in the harbor, they fell for the thing

Last look at Jerusalem

Because dollars are hot, it smells like smoke

I can feel it behind my back

A big ship in front of me

And immortal children

And the setting sun

And then her hand touches my shoulder

The noise of the harbor falls on us

I see flames in my eye

And it's quiet

It's like when the machine stops

Today is that day

Hey, golden skies over town

Today is that day

Today is a parade

Her black car is flying down the street

The long night is ready for us

Fire and pull

We'll be gone soon

Like tears in the sun

Last look at Jerusalem

To the girls in the harbor, they fell for the thing

Last look at Jerusalem

Because dollars are hot, it smells like smoke

I can feel it behind my back

A big ship in front of me

And immortal children

And the setting sun

And then her hand touches my shoulder

The noise of the harbor falls on us

I see flames in my eye

And it's quiet

It's like when the machine stops

Last look at Jerusalem

To the girls in the harbor, they fell for the thing

Last look at Jerusalem

Because dollars are hot

Last look at Jerusalem

To the girls in the harbor, they fell for the thing

Last look at Jerusalem

Because dollars are hot, it smells like smoke

Last look at Jerusalem

To the girls in the harbor, they fell for the thing

Last look at Jerusalem

Because dollars are hot

Last look at Jerusalem

To the girls in the harbor, they fell for the thing

Last look at Jerusalem

Because dollars are hot, it smells like smoke