Haris Dzinovic - Dajte vina, hocu lom | Текст песни

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Kad me noci samog ostave
mjesec opet sa mnom luduje
zora ceka moje svatove
ja joj pjevam ona necuje

Kad me noci samog ostave
mjesec opet sa mnom luduje
zora ceka moje svatove
ja joj pjevam ona necuje

Dajte vina hocu lom
dajte cigane za sto
nek’ sviraju nek’ me razbole
kad me njene oci nevole

Dajte vina hocu lom
dajte cigane za sto
nek’ sviraju nek’ me razbole
kad me njene oci nevole

Moja dusa srna ranjena
nemoj da je lazes pusti je
moja ljubav tajna cuvana
hoce srce da se napije

Moja dusa srna ranjena
nemoj da je lazes pusti je
moja ljubav tajna cuvana
hoce srce da se napije

Dajte vina hocu lom
dajte cigane za sto
nek’ sviraju nek’ me razbole
kad me njene oci nevole

Dajte vina hocu lom
dajte cigane za sto
nek’ sviraju nek’ me razbole
kad me njene oci nevole

When the nights leave me all alone,
the Moon is getting wild
The dawn is waiting for my wedding
I’m singing to her, she can’t hear me.

When the nights leave me all alone,
the Moon is getting wild
The dawn is waiting for my wedding
I’m singing to her, she can’t hear me.

Give me wine, I want a revel
Bring the gypsies to the table
Let them play, let them make me sick
because her eyes don’t love me

Give me wine, I want a revel
Bring the gypsies to the table
Let them play, let them make me sick
because her eyes don’t love me

My soul, a wounded doe
do not lie to it, let it go
My love, kept as a secret
My heart wants to get drunk

My soul, wounded doe
do not lie to it, let it go
My love, kept as a secret
My heart wants to get drunk

Give me wine, I want a revel
Bring the gypsies to the table
Let them play, let them make me sick
because her eyes don’t love me

Give me wine, I want a revel
Bring the gypsies to the table
Let them play, let them make me sick
because her eyes don’t love me

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