Lepo mi stoji
Ta žena
što nisam ni tebi, ni sebi
Ta prelepa slika pred svetom-
Ne postoji
Da imam dva lica
Za čoveka mog i za krivca
što dođe sa cvetom-
Ta maska ne stoji
Život me boli, život me voli
Al' se ne ponavlja
Lepo mi stoji
Da noći plaćam dugove
Da zori biram kumove
Zbog koga ja da sakrivam
Svoju lepotu?
Lepo mi stoji
Da cvetam, a da ne sadim
Da trošim što ne zaradim
Da sebi budem dovoljna
Za promenu, bar jednom u životu
Lepo mi stoji
Taj osmeh što glumim
Taj pogled u komi
K'o staklo u ruci se lome opravdanja
Kad skinem sa lica
Tu šminku begunca
Pa mrzim taj prokleti odraz pokajanja
Looks Good on Me
That woman
who's neither for you nor for me
That beautiful image in front of the world-
Doesn't exist
If I had two faces
For my man and for the sinner
who comes with a flower-
That mask doesn't fit
Life hurts me, life loves me
But it doesn't repeat
Looks good on me
To pay debts with my nights
To choose godfathers at dawn
For whom should I hide
My beauty?
Looks good on me
To bloom without planting
To spend what I don't earn
To be enough for myself
For a change, at least once in my life
Looks good on me
That smile I'm faking
That look in a coma
Like glass in my hand, excuses shatter
When I take off my face
That fugitive's makeup
Then I hate that damned reflection of regret