Nekako S Proljeća - Crvena jabuka, Kemal Monteno

Nekako s proljeca

uvijek meni doluta

neka ceznja tamna

tiha mudrost davna

Spustam ja stare kofere

na perone sudbine

to je miris zrelih godina

moj kaput, bas je tezak, najdraza

Nekako s proljeca

ja se sjetim starih drugova

probude se u meni

svi derneci pijani

Tad nosim stare cipele

one znaju moje ulice

to je boja, crnoponocna

moji koraci, bas su teski, najdraza

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I opet taj osjecaj samoce

kad nece nikog mene krene i hoce

i opet mrakom svoje pjesme bojim

pijan od zelje za usnama tvojim

sav sam ti od ludila, nekako s proljeca

Nekako s proljeca

sjeti mene nepravda

na pobjede, poraze

i sve lazne obzire

Napravim, racun prastanja

popijem, pusta mastanja

to je ukus, lijepog kajanja

moji kapci, bas su teski, najdraza

Nekako s proljeca

noc mi oci otvara

nemam san da uhvatim

nema dana da ne izludim

A hocu da te vodim ja tragom sunca, jugom maslina

to je dodir tvojih bedara

moja dusa, bas te voli, najdraza

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Somehow from spring

always to me

let the longing dark

silent wisdom long ago

I put down my old suitcases

on the platform of destiny

it is the scent of mature years

my coat, it's very heavy, darling

Somehow from spring

I remember old comrades

they wake up in me

all derneci drunk

Then I wear old shoes

they know my streets

it is a color, black and midnight

my steps are very difficult, my dearest

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And again that feeling of loneliness

when no one wants to go and want me

and again with the darkness of my song I paint

drunk with desire for your lips

I'm all mad, kind of spring

Somehow from spring

remember me injustice

to victories, defeats

and all false considerations

I make, an account of forgiveness

I drink, empty fantasies

it is a taste, of beautiful remorse

my eyelids are very heavy, darling

Somehow from spring

the night opens my eyes

I have no dream of catching

there is not a day that I do not go mad

And I want to lead you in the footsteps of the sun, in the south of the olive grove

it is the touch of your thighs

my soul, he loves you very much, dearest

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