Noćas Ona Nije Ona - Silente

Ti, ti ne brineš za godine,

Meni dvije znače stotine

Ti, ti ih zoveš bore

A ja ogrebotine

I sve te tvoje hladne riječi

Su tako toplo zvučale

Daj, ugrij me tim ledom

Anđeli nas uhode

Povuci mi tlo pod nogama

Kao stolnjak na nekoj večeri

Hladan sam i samo stojim

Ma to su oni ludi ledeni glečeri

Oni ludi…

Nećeš nebo nać' na nebu

(Ukopalo se ispod kože)

Pusti me tih sila mraka

(Što nam malo smrti može?)

Puče svemir kao kreda

(Srce dežura na prvoj crti)

E, da znaju što mi znamo

(Što nam može malo smrti?)

Premda rane još ni nema

Sol je već u rukama

Kao svaki dobar svetac

Moram umrijeti u mukama

Jer za tvoje oči, trepavice

Noćas je nebo boje borovnice

Nebo mi objasni za tren

Još si moja, još sam njen

Povuci mi tlo pod nogama

Kao stolnjak na nekoj večeri

Hladan sam i samo stojim

Ma to su oni ludi ledeni glečeri

Oni ludi…

Al' noćas ona nije ona

(Netko joj čuči ispod kože)

Pusti me tih sila mraka

(Što nam malo smrti može?)

Još te čuvam, još te pazim

(Nema suza na prvoj crti)

E, da znaju što mi znamo

(Što nam može malo smrti?)

You, you don't care about age,

Two means hundreds to me

You, you call them wrinkles

And I scratches

And all those cold words of yours

They sounded so warm

Come on, warm me up with that ice

Angels stalk us

Pull the ground from under my feet

Like a tablecloth at a dinner party

I'm cold and just standing there

Oh, those are those crazy ice glaciers

The crazy ones...

You will not find heaven in the sky

(It got under the skin)

Let me be those forces of darkness

(What can a little death do for us?)

Cracks the universe like chalk

(The heart is on duty on the first line)

So that they know what we know

(What's a little death for us?)

Although the wound is not there yet

The salt is already in your hands

Like any good saint

I must die in agony

Because for your eyes, eyelashes

The sky is blueberry tonight

Heaven will explain to me in a moment

You're still mine, I'm still hers

Pull the ground from under my feet

Like a tablecloth at a dinner party

I'm cold and just standing there

Oh, those are those crazy ice glaciers

The crazy ones...

But tonight she is not her

(Someone crouches under her skin)

Let me be those forces of darkness

(What can a little death do for us?)

I still watch over you, I still watch over you

(No tears on the first line)

So that they know what we know

(What's a little death for us?)