Below is the lyrics of the song U Mraku , artist - Tanja Savic with translation
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Tanja Savic
Iste oči, iste usne, isti ten
Isti onaj osmeh, kao izmišljen
Preslikan ti je
Al' ipak nije ti
Telo ne zadrhti kad me dodirne
Ne briše ništa one naše godine
Dok suze lijem
Dobro se krijem od svih
Misle da sam srećna, nasmejana
Al' meni duša grešna, uprljana
Jer tražim zamenu na pogrešnom ramenu
Neka sam do smrti prokleta
Živim kao da sam oteta
U mraku
Po srcu me tuku naše balade
Kada hoću neku promenu
Uvek ime kad ti pomenu
Pa krenu bol i alkohol
Na prošlost da me rade
(Na prošlost da me rade)
(Na prošlost da me rade)
Ista kosa, iste ruke, isti stas
Čak u njegovom, ja čujem i tvoj glas
Na tebe liči
Ali znam ovakvoj priči kraj
Dobro počne i brzo se završi
Svi su naspram tebe tako površni
Ožiljci ne blede
Ali sve mi više vrede i znam
Misle da sam srećna, nasmejana
Al' meni duša grešna, uprljana
Jer tražim zamenu na pogrešnom ramenu
Neka sam do smrti prokleta
Živim kao da sam oteta
U mraku
Po srcu me tuku naše balade
Kada hoću neku promenu
Uvek ime kad ti pomenu
Pa krenu bol i alkohol
Na prošlost da me rade
(Na prošlost da me rade)
Na prošlost da me rade
(Na prošlost da me rade)
Na prošlost da me rade
Same eyes, same lips, same complexion
The same smile, as fictional
It was copied for you
But it's not you
The body does not tremble when it touches me
It doesn't erase anything from our year
While I shed tears
I hide well from everyone
They think I'm happy, smiling
But my soul is sinful, dirty
Because I'm looking for a replacement on the wrong shoulder
May I be damned to death
I live like I'm kidnapped
In the dark
Our ballads beat my heart
When I want a change
Always a name when I mention it to you
So pain and alcohol set in
To the past to work for me
(To the past to make me)
(To the past to make me)
Same hair, same arms, same physique
Even in his, I hear your voice
He looks like you
But I know the end of this story
It starts well and ends quickly
Everyone is so superficial about you
The scars do not fade
But they are worth more to me and I know
They think I'm happy, smiling
But my soul is sinful, dirty
Because I'm looking for a replacement on the wrong shoulder
May I be damned to death
I live like I'm kidnapped
In the dark
Our ballads beat my heart
When I want a change
Always a name when I mention it to you
So pain and alcohol set in
To the past to work for me
(To the past to make me)
To the past to work for me
(To the past to make me)
To the past to work for me
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