Sestre Po Suzama - Tanja Savic

Bio si bol u mojim grudima

U glavi gore i od ludila

U srcu nezvan gost, u grlu tanka kost

Kada nemam vazduha

Slepa ulica i hladan dom

Vrno nebo nad Beogradom

To si mi bio ti, al' sada ne brini

Preživela sam to

Posle tebe ja sam žena

U ljubav ranjena

Kome sada lomiš krila, kome prljaš postelju

Kome ulaziš pod kožu sve do kostiju

Kome dane tugom mračiš, kome crno oblačiš

Ko za tobom plače ovih dana, kada ostane u noći sama

Moja je to sestra po suzama

Čemu sada takva presija

Ma sad mi treba anestezija

Da bol ne osećam, da te se ne sećam

U dugim noćima

Sramota me je što sam tražila

Anđela u liku đavola

Izgubila sam, znam

Ma zidu plača sam ime ti napisala

Posle tebe ja sam žena

U ljubav ranjena

Kome sada lomiš krila, kome prljaš postelju

Kome ulaziš pod kožu sve do kostiju

Kome dane tugom mračiš, kome crno oblačiš

Ko za tobom plače ovih dana, kada ostane u noći sama

Moja je to sestra po suzama

Kome sada lomiš krila, kome prljaš postelju

Kome ulaziš pod kožu sve do kostiju

Kome dane tugom mračiš, kome crno oblačiš

Ko za tobom plače ovih dana, kada ostane u noći sama

Moja je to sestra po suzama

Moja je to sestra po suzama

You were the pain in my chest

Up in the head and from madness

An uninvited guest in the heart, a thin bone in the throat

When I have no air

A dead end and a cold home

Clear sky over Belgrade

That was you to me, but don't worry now

I survived it

After you, I am a woman

Wounded in love

Whose wings are you breaking now, whose bed are you soiling?

Whom you get under the skin to the bone

Whose days you darken with sadness, whom you dress in black

Who cries for you these days, when he is alone at night

She is my sister in tears

Why such pressure now?

But now I need anesthesia

That I don't feel the pain, that I don't remember you

In the long nights

Shame on me for asking

An angel in the form of a devil

I lost, I know

On the wailing wall, I wrote your name

After you, I am a woman

Wounded in love

Whose wings are you breaking now, whose bed are you soiling?

Whom you get under the skin to the bone

Whose days you darken with sadness, whom you dress in black

Who cries for you these days, when he is alone at night

She is my sister in tears

Whose wings are you breaking now, whose bed are you soiling?

Whom you get under the skin to the bone

Whose days you darken with sadness, whom you dress in black

Who cries for you these days, when he is alone at night

She is my sister in tears

She is my sister in tears