STARA I NOVA RANA

Da ni bilo stare rane
-ne bi bilo ni ozliede nove.
Da ni bilo stare rane
-ne bi bilo ni piesme ove.

Ni da vrieme stane
-ne bi bilo stare rane.
A kad sunce ograne,
pod svoje stare dane
-ja se bum opet rodil!

Do onda bum z dugum nadsvodil
svoj život. Nek se stane!!
Do onda bum z tugum nadsvodil
svoju smrt. I sive svoje dane!!

Svoje dane sive
Bogu bum kral.
Svoje dane žive...
I nikad nem zaspal.

Taman kad se bum naspal,
ovu bum lubavnu prebolel bol.
Ja bum ponovo nastal,
na rane svoje duševne posipal bum sol.

Marina ili Martina;
se je to isto.
Skup nikad ne bumo;
niti sada nismo..........


AN OLD AND A NEW WOUND

If it wasn't for the old wound
-it wouldn't be a new round.
If it wasn't for the old wound
-we would change things around.

Nor if the time stopped
-there wouldn't be the old wound.
The sun would hipped.
The sun would hopped.
I'd be born again.

Rainbow'd be roof
over my head. Let it all stop!!
Sorrow'd be roof
over my death. Cream of the crop!!

My days of grey
I would steal from God.
My days of spray...
I would spend in the sleep mode.

Just when I get rested,
this love will I get over pain.
I will appear again,
in this life I will get nested.

Marina or Martina;
it is all the same.
Together we'll never be;
nor we are to be blamed.

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