Lepa je ko san,a zivi svoj zivot ko da joj je poslednji dan..
Nema jos ni 20 leta a vec je postala meta gradskih mangupa,kakva steta
Lepa je ko san,a zivi svoj zivot ko da joj je poslednji dan..
Nema jos ni 20 leta a vec je postala meta gradskih mangupa,kakva steta
Nema nije s ovoga sveta,u stiklama visokim seta po muskim srcima,kakva steta
Pod njenim nogama je grad,
Obezbedjenje dobro zna,
Ceka isti taksista,
Gradom da je provoza.
On je uvek vozi kuci,
Dok polako svice dan,
Zbog nje opet ce se tuci,
Momci ispred splavova.
Ja i dalje,ne umem,tebi da odolim dolim
I ne mogu,da prestanem,jos uvek te volim volim
(Ona zivi svoj zivot ko poslednji dan)
Nema jos ni 20 leta, a vec je postala meta gradskih mangupa, kakva steta,
Nema, nije s ovoga sveta, u stiklama visokim seta po muskim srcima, kakva steta.
Ona zivi za slobodu,
Njoj djavo je u rodu,
Vino pije kao vodu,
Gospodja je za gospodu.
Skolu je kafanom menjala prerano
Bele dane s mrakom,andjele sa vragom
(Ona zivi svoj zivot ko poslednji dan)
Nema jos ni 20 leta a vec je postala meta gradskih mangupa, kakva steta,
Nema, nije s ovoga sveta, u stiklama visokim seta po muskim srcima, kakva steta.
Lepa je ko san, al zivi svoj zivot ko poslednji dan.
Tako mlada, tako lepa, za ljubavi je slepa.
Nocu sama gradom seta, za nevolju
koketa.
She is as beautiful as a dream, but she lives her life as if it were her last day.
There aren't even 20 more flights, and it's already become the target of city gangs, a shame
There is nothing out of this world, in the clutches of tall sets in men's hearts, what a shame
Under her feet is a city,
Security knows well,
The same taxi driver is waiting,
A city that has transit.
He always drives her home,
As the day slowly rolls by,
Because of her, she will fight again,
The guys in front of the rafts.
I still don't know how to resist you
And I can't, I stop, I still love you I love you
(She lives her life the last day)
It's not even 20 flights yet, and it's already become the target of city gangs, what a shame,
No, it's not out of this world, in the stacks of tall sets in men's hearts, what a shame.
She lives for freedom,
Her devil is kindred,
Wine is drunk as water,
Mistress is for gentlemen.
She changed the school's café prematurely
White days with darkness, angels with the devil
(She lives her life the last day)
There aren't even 20 more flights, and it's already become the target of city gangs, what a shame,
No, it's not out of this world, in the stacks of tall sets in men's hearts, what a shame.
She is beautiful as a dream, but she lives her life on the last day.
So young, so beautiful, she is blind to love.
At night alone by the city of the set, for trouble
flirt.