Hush... Strings are weeping silently... | |
Like... They are singing a lullaby... | |
This... Plain without a single tree | |
Will open to take a child... | |
Her embrace was not enough | |
To save his soul... All alone... | |
And she came with the swan song on her lips... | |
Evening breeze was listening... | |
"Lacrimosa", she said: "Cry upon my fate..." | |
"Lacrimosa" | |
Dola je sestra Jelena, | |
Dovela brata ranjena, | |
Da trai s mora doktora, | |
Bratu rane da vida. | |
Boga ti, s mora doktore, | |
ta ti se èini od rana? | |
Boga mi, sestro Jeleno, | |
Pripremi bratu to nema |
Hush... Strings are weeping silently... | |
Like... They are singing a lullaby... | |
This... Plain without a single tree | |
Will open to take a child... | |
Her embrace was not enough | |
To save his soul... All alone... | |
And she came with the swan song on her lips... | |
Evening breeze was listening... | |
" Lacrimosa", she said: " Cry upon my fate..." | |
" Lacrimosa" | |
Do la je sestra Jelena, | |
Dovela brata ranjena, | |
Da tra i s mora doktora, | |
Bratu rane da vida. | |
Boga ti, s mora doktore, | |
ta ti se e ini od rana? | |
Boga mi, sestro Jeleno, | |
Pripremi bratu to nema |
Hush... Strings are weeping silently... | |
Like... They are singing a lullaby... | |
This... Plain without a single tree | |
Will open to take a child... | |
Her embrace was not enough | |
To save his soul... All alone... | |
And she came with the swan song on her lips... | |
Evening breeze was listening... | |
" Lacrimosa", she said: " Cry upon my fate..." | |
" Lacrimosa" | |
Do la je sestra Jelena, | |
Dovela brata ranjena, | |
Da tra i s mora doktora, | |
Bratu rane da vida. | |
Boga ti, s mora doktore, | |
ta ti se è ini od rana? | |
Boga mi, sestro Jeleno, | |
Pripremi bratu to nema |