Nema digniteta, nema poštenja
Očenaš i Zdravomarije su cijena oproštenja
I nema općeg dobra, samo vlastita torba i dupe
Kriminalci, a svi šute – papci
Suci, fratri, policajci
Jer su in rođaci u istoj stranci, ista banda
A mi smo stranci u vlastitoj zemlji zbog ljudskog šljama
A mi smo stranci u vlastitoj zemlji zbog ljudskog šljama
Lipa naša silovana!
Ne znan.. puno je toga, misli su teške..
autor: DonTravolta, 26/05/2022
Arhiva
On occasion, we all do battle with motivational paralysis
Unable to perform some simple task
Trapped at the stage of analysis
Thoughts of the shortness of life may beget
Bouts of shortness of breath in your chest
Doubts about the worth of the nights you got left
Crowding out all the fear and regret
We used to waste hours just walkin’ around
We used to wait
All those wasted lives in the wilderness downtown
Step out of your toga and into the fog
You are a prince on the ocean
In the pinch, in the sky, in your eye
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