Damned Sunday (Prokleta nedelja)

Damned Sunday

Sunday, damned Sunday, nobody nowhere, desert
In our dreams, just memories
We waiting just waiting, ballerina did you fell asleep
You really can’t see, how thin is the ice we are dancing on

Long, long night is coming, but it will pass
And when the rain is coming down, I need your lips
To come me down with their gentle touch

Sunday, damned Sunday, nobody nowhere, desert
In our dreams, just memories
We are quiet, just being quiet, like we don’t love each other
And that is not the truth, I know that is not the truth

Long, long night is coming, but it will pass
And when the rain is coming down, I need your lips
To come me down with their gentle touch

Because the love didn’t disappear, just got hidden
Open your eyes and look what is behind the clouds
And when the rain is coming down, I need your lips
To come me down with their gentle touch

Submitted by Bovi on Fri, 31/12/2010 - 02:10
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Prokleta nedelja

Comments
Bovi     December 31st, 2010

OK this original txt was missing one verse which i added in translated version i hope so u don't mind that liberty.
(originalni tekst gore fali dio pjesme koji sam dodao u prijevodu). Smile

Bovi     January 2nd, 2011

If you would like to listen to the song while you reading

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