Magnet - Urban & 4

Ponekad te želim jesti

mirisom me kiše ljubiš

lovimo se, kartama kože

Prstom tražim tvoje lice

dodirom te čujem — dišeš

malo straha, malo boli

poput papra, poput soli

Budi magnet mome zlu

budi magnet mome zlu

bezobrazno me uzmi

zalijepi za sebe

nema šanse da se

odlijepim od tebe

Najljepše se stvari

dogode u mraku

kada moliš srce

da ne izda bukom

Jedva ispruženom rukom

zaustavi tijelo, polako klizi

dodirom te čujem — dišeš

Sometimes I want to eat you

you love me with your scent

let's hunt, skin cards

I search your face with my fingers

I can hear you by touch — you smell

a little fear, a little pain

like pepper, like salt

Be the magnet of my evil

be the magnet of my evil

cheekily take me

sticks to itself

there's no way it will

I'm breaking away from you

The most beautiful things happen

events in the dark

when you pray the heart

not to make noise

Barely an outstretched hand

stop the body, slide slowly

I can hear you by touch — you smell