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I donít wanna talk
About the things weíve gone through
Though itís hurting me
Now itís history
Iíve played all my cards
And thatís what youíve done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
Thatís her destiny

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking Iíd be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules

The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
Itís simple and itís plain
Why should I complain.

But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed

The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all

I donít wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
Youíve come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence

But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all

Danas bih voljela imati carobni stapic. Nacrtati mu osmjeh na lice, izbrisati tugu iz svih predjela duse. Otkloniti sjetne misli i nesigurnost u buducnost. Isprazniti vodu za ribicu i pustiti da se to mjesto stopi s ostatkom srca. A tada sebe dotaknuti stapicem po nosu i - nestati. Samo kad bi bio sretan. Jer ja nisam, a netko bi stvarno trebao biti. Dajem svoj glas za barkicu! The winner takes it all ... (Abba)

Post je objavljen 14.02.2005. u 23:00 sati.