Saša Đurđević – Sreća
Na polju ljubavi duše spavaju
Nesretne k'o mi, slomljene, u zavoju
Ponekad te se setim da rane zacijele
U polju nikne novi cvijet, al' to rijtko dešava se
Prvo ruka ruku mije, a lice ti se smije
Letiš na visini, nemaš pojma, ništa nije kako se čini
Shvatiš lažni sjaj je kada čujes „kraj je“
Jer sve što je ljepo, uvijek kratko traje
Ref.
Sreća je samo trenutak traje k'o krug na vodi
Osmeh na bol u srcu, na to se život sad svodi
A onda naiđe neko, sreća se ponovo rodi
Kroz moju ulicu tame tvoja me ruka vodi
Na polju ljubavi mi smo zaspali
Osušena trava je, sanjam druge livade
Prvo ruka ruku mije, a lice ti se smije
Letiš na visini, nemaš pojma, ništa nije kako se čini
Shvatiš lažni sjaj je kada čujes „kraj je“
Jer sve što je ljepo, uvijek kratko traje
Happiness
Souls sleep in the field of love
Miserable like we, broken, in bandage
Sometimes I recall you for the wounds to heal
In the field sprouts a new flower, but it happens rarely
First hand washes a hand* and your face laughs
You're flying high** you have no clue, nothing is what is seems
You realize that it is fake shine when you hear „it's the end“.
Because everything that is beautiful always lasts shortly
Ref.
Happiness is just a moment, it lasts like a circle on water
A smile onto the pain in heart, that's what life is now
And then someone comes along, happiness is born again
Through my street of darkness your hand is leading me
In the field of love we fell asleep
The grass is dry, I dream of other fields
First hand washes a hand and your face laughs
You're flying high you have no clue, nothing is what is seems
You realize that it is fake shine when you hear „it's the end“.
Because everything that is beautiful always lasts shortly
*Meaning that at first people take care of each other
**Lit: at height