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Ubija me dosada,
nekih glupih kodova.
Cijelu večer pišem njih,
puno glupih, dosadnih.
Jedan gluplji od drugog,
a pomoći od nikog.
Šta to sada nastaje,
stranica to postaje.
Jedna lijepa, zabavna,
možda jednog dana.
Očito sam puka sad,
u glavi mi raspad.
Oči moje crvene,
u ekran izbuljene.
Sada idem poći leć,
pa ću samo ovo reć.
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I follow the Moskva / down to Gorky Park listening to the wind of change An August-summernight, / soldiers passing by listening to the wind of change.The world is closing in, / did you ever think that we could be so close, like it brothers? The future’s in the air / I can feel it everywhere blowing with the wind of change. Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night,where the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of change. Walking down the street. / Distant memories ate burried in the past forever. I follow the Moskva / down to Gorky Park listening to the wind of change Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night,where the children of tomorrow share their dreams with you and me. / Take ma to the magic... The wind of change blows straight into the face of time, like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell / for peace of mind. Let your Balalaika sing what my guitar wants to say Take me to the magic...