Song Information | |
Music: Andrej Babić | |
Lyrics: Andrej Babić, Saša Lendero | |
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Slovene | Croatian |
Ko tišina sproži svoj plaz
Ko spet tujcu gledam v obraz
In tvoj glas zazebe kot mraz
Razbijam tišino, z mandolino
Brez sramu, brez barvnih zidov,
Pred vsemi rasipam sol
Ko ponos moj ostane gol
Raztrga spomine zvok mandoline
Trga spomine zvok mandoline
Naj igrajo, igrajo mandolino
Preglasijo krike bolečine
Počijo naj strune, ne srce
Naj igrajo, igrajo mandolino
Preglasijo krike bolečine
Naj se strah spremeni v prah
Da obrišem s sebe ga
Brez sramu, brez barvnih zidov,
Pred vsemi rasipam sol
Ko ponos moj ostane gol
Raztrga spomine zvok mandoline
Trga spomine zvok mandoline
Naj igrajo, igrajo mandolino
Preglasijo krike bolečine
Počijo naj strune, ne srce
Naj igrajo, igrajo mandolino
Preglasijo krike bolečine
Naj se strah spremeni v prah
Da obrišem s sebe ga
Naj naj… naj naj…
Naj naj naj… naj naj…
Naj naj… naj naj…
Naj naj naj… naj naj…
Počijo naj strune, ne srce
Naj igrajo, igrajo mandolino
Preglasijo krike bolečine
Naj se strah spremeni v prah
Da obrišem s sebe ga
Naj se strah spremeni v prah
Da obrišem s sebe ga
(Naj igrajo, igrajo mandolino)
When the silence starts its avalanche
When I look again towards a stranger’s face
And your voice freezes me like the cold
I break the silence with the mandolin
Without shame, without safe walls
In front of everyone I spread out salt
When my pride remains naked
The memories are torn by the playing of the mandolin
The memories are torn by the playing of the mandolin
Let him play, play the mandolin
To drown out the screams of pain
Let the strings not burst the heart
Let him play, play the mandolin
To drown out the screams of pain
Let the fear turn into dust
So I can wipe it off of me
Without shame, without safe walls
In front of everyone I spread out salt
When my pride remains naked
The memories are torn by the playing of the mandolin
The memories are torn by the playing of the mandolin
Let him play, play the mandolin
To drown out the screams of pain
Let the strings not burst the heart
Let him play, play the mandolin
To drown out the screams of pain
Let the fear turn into dust
So I can wipe it off of me
Nai nai… nai nai…
Nai nai nai… nai nai…
Nai nai… nai nai…
Nai nai nai… naj naj…
Let the strings not burst the heart
Let him play, play the mandolin
To drown out the screams of pain
Let the fear turn into dust
So I can wipe it off of me
Let the fear turn into dust
So I can wipe it off of me
(Let him play, play the mandolin)
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