Napolju

Outside

Napolju

Tired, sick, and feeling so weak,Umoran, bolestan i mnogo ranjiv,
no good, desperate, kinda lost in a dream,nikakav, ocajan, pomalo sanjiv,
outside the little birdsnapolju pticice
are falling like seeds,pale bi nicice,
if they could see me.kad bi me videle.
Broken, defeated, feeling half-dead,Polomljen, porazen, pomalo mrtav,
fever's got me shaking, my voice is unsteady,trese me groznica, glas mi je drhtav,
Trams are rolling by,Tramvaji prolaze,
water's rising high,vode nadolaze,
before it drowns me.dok me neutope.
Eye to eye with my own misery,Oci u oci sa svojom bedom
I justify myself and hate everything,ja pravdam sebe i mrzim sve redom,
talk about loveprica o ljubavi
usually just drags me down,obicno ugnjavi,
I stay quiet and it gnaws at me.cutim i grize me cir.
And outside there's nothing moreA napolju nista vise
except warm summer rain,osim tople letnje kise,
and outside the leaves are rustling,a napolju lisce susti,
it seems like it's pouring down.izgleda da mnogo pljusti.