Golub Dinko - Let 3

Ja sam jedan od najbolesnijih u gradu

Od kuge otpadaju mi prsti s ruku

U sobi ustajalog srca sa snovima u nesvijesti

Ja i moj golub Dinko čistimo nokte

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Spavaj, Dinko, golube bijeli

Dobrim ljudima pozdrave odnesi

Sanjaj, Dinko, golube bijeli

Dobrim ljudima pozdrave odnesi

Ja sam sretan, dišem, pjevam, plačem

Ispišavam krug oko kuće

Vezujem se lancem, lajem

Krv spaljujem strujom

Anđeo me skriva, nosi svuda

Ponekad me iz torbe pusti

Da se igram, pokazujem pravo lice

I da radim čuda

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I am one of the sickest in town

My fingers are falling off my hands from the plague

In the room of a stagnant heart with unconscious dreams

Me and my pigeon Dinko are cleaning our nails

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Sleep, Dinka, white doves

Give greetings to good people

Dream, Dinko, white pigeons

Give greetings to good people

I am happy, I breathe, I sing, I cry

I draw a circle around the house

I chain myself, I bark

I burn the blood with electricity

The angel hides me, carries me everywhere

Sometimes he lets me out of the bag

To play, I show my true face

And to work miracles

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