Slučajna cesta - Svemirko

Pri zadnjem metru jedne slučajne ceste

Moje usne su sef, a ovo rado bi rekle:

Hej, mala, sve je do mene

Za tobom mi duša vene

Hej, mala, zašto da dramim

Nisam čovjek, samo se pravim

Jer ljudi tanke su zmije

Tanke su njihove brije

Hej, mala, kako da dišem

Samo želim da te pomirišem

Hej, mala, sve je do mene

Za tobom mi duša vene

Hej, mala, zašto da dramim

Nisam čovjek, samo se pravim

Jer ljudi tanke su zmije

Tanke su njihove brije

Hej, mala, poruka dana:

Nisam čovjek, ja sam budala

At the last meter of a random road

My lips are safe, but this is what I would like to say:

Hey baby, it's all about me

Behind you my soul withers

Hey baby, why am I dramatizing?

I'm not human, I'm just pretending

Because people are thin snakes

Their razors are thin

Hey baby, how do I smell?

I just want to smell you

Hey baby, it's all about me

Behind you my soul withers

Hey baby, why am I dramatizing?

I'm not human, I'm just pretending

Because people are thin snakes

Their razors are thin

Hey baby, the message is given:

I'm not human, I'm a fool