Mirna kosanin - melanholija 2012

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cSd9aypqc_E good ritem trans..

Mirna Kosanin - Melanholija

To melan-melanholija dušu kida
Kad sama sakrijem se u ova četiri zida
Dok druga spava kraj tebe
Lepi moj, bar kad bi znao kako mi je

Kad nemam kome, bežim bolu svom
Tamo još nešto seća me na nas
Ali ima dana i u njima ima rana
Ujedu srce kad shvatim da sam sama

Kad god poletim ja istog trena padam
I još se srce uzalud nada
Što sve bih opet, po cenu da zaboli
Gde ima dima tu i gori

Ref.
To melan-melanholija dušu kida
Kad sama sakrijem se u ova četiri zida
Dok druga spava kraj tebe
Lepi moj, bar kad bi znao kako mi je

To melan-melanholija dušu para
Dok nove rane otvara mi ljubav stara
Bar da te nisam volela onih dana
Lepi moj, sada ne bih žalila za nama

Kad nemam gde iz stana, ostanem
Zaboli onaj isti osećaj i znam
Da nema dana da ne mislim o nama
Pa stegnem zube, vidim da sam sama

Kad god poletim ja istog trena padam
I još se srce uzalud nada
Što sve bih opet, po cenu da zaboli
Gde ima dima tu i gori

Mirna Kosanin - Melancholy

It's the melan-melancholy tearing the soul
When I hide alone into this four walls
While other (woman) sleeps beside you
My beautiful, if you could at least know how I feel*

When I have no to whom, I run to my pain
There is still something reminding me of us
But there are days and inside them there are wounds
They bite the heart when I realize that I am alone

Whenever I begin to fly the same moment I fall
And still the heart hopes in vain
Because everything I would (do) again, for the cost that is hurts
Where is smoke, there is burning**

Ref.
It's the melan-melancholy tearing the soul
When I hide alone into this four walls
While other (woman) sleeps beside you
My beautiful, if you could at least know how I feel

It's the melan-melancholy slitting the soul
While new wounds are being open by the old love
If, at least, I haven't loved you those days
My beautiful, now I wouldn't be mourning for us

When I have nowhere (to go) from the apartment, I stay
That same feeling starts to hurt and I know
That there is not day when I don't think about us
So I grit my teeth, I see that I am alone

Whenever I begin to fly the same moment I fall
And still the heart hopes in vain
Because everything I would (do) again, for the cost that is hurts
Where is smoke, there is burning

*Lit: if you could at least know how it is to me
**Where is smoke, there is fire (original idiom)