Moje leto
Ma nema Švajcarska ni Australija,
ono što imamo draga ti i ja,
to srce Balkansko i more Jadransko,
svima ću pričati da moje leto si.
Gde? Ti pokaži mi,
na mapi nadji mi,
gde su plavlji talasi.
Gde ljudi lepši su?
To se ni u snu
dva puta ne nalazi.
Ovde leto je
tri put vrelije,
naše devojke
su vatrenije,
tu su drugovi,
tu je obala,
sa mnom nisi sve probala.
Ma nema Švajcarska ni Australija,
ono što imamo draga ti i ja,
to srce Balkansko i more Jadransko,
svima ću pričati da moje leto si.
To naše muvanje,
noćno kupanje,
pamtiću ja doveka,
Tu u pesku crtana,
mala srca dva,
more sada pokriva.
Ovde leto je
tri put vrelije,
naše devojke
su vatrenije,
tu su drugovi,
tu je obala,
sa mnom nisi sve probala.
Ma nema Švajcarska ni Australija,
ono što imamo draga ti i ja,
to srce Balkansko i more Jadransko,
svima ću pričati da moje leto si.
She sells sea shells by the sea shore,
my baby is a bomb, call her C4,
have we met before,
wait up waiter, we need more,
we need more ice,
we need more lights,
we need more reason to celebrate life,
is it dolce vita or Dolce Gabanna,
without you, dolce is nada.
Ma nema Švajcarska
ono što imamo
to srce Balkansko i more Jadransko,
svima ću pričati da moje leto si.
ono što imamo draga ti i ja,
to srce Balkansko i more Jadransko,
svima ću pričati da moje leto si.
Gde? Ti pokaži mi,
na mapi nadji mi,
gde su plavlji talasi.
Gde ljudi lepši su?
To se ni u snu
dva puta ne nalazi.
Ovde leto je
tri put vrelije,
naše devojke
su vatrenije,
tu su drugovi,
tu je obala,
sa mnom nisi sve probala.
Ma nema Švajcarska ni Australija,
ono što imamo draga ti i ja,
to srce Balkansko i more Jadransko,
svima ću pričati da moje leto si.
To naše muvanje,
noćno kupanje,
pamtiću ja doveka,
Tu u pesku crtana,
mala srca dva,
more sada pokriva.
Ovde leto je
tri put vrelije,
naše devojke
su vatrenije,
tu su drugovi,
tu je obala,
sa mnom nisi sve probala.
Ma nema Švajcarska ni Australija,
ono što imamo draga ti i ja,
to srce Balkansko i more Jadransko,
svima ću pričati da moje leto si.
She sells sea shells by the sea shore,
my baby is a bomb, call her C4,
have we met before,
wait up waiter, we need more,
we need more ice,
we need more lights,
we need more reason to celebrate life,
is it dolce vita or Dolce Gabanna,
without you, dolce is nada.
Ma nema Švajcarska
ono što imamo
to srce Balkansko i more Jadransko,
svima ću pričati da moje leto si.
Credits
Writer(s): Michalis Hadjiyiannis, Nikolaos Gritsis, Neven Zivancevic, Igor Maljukanovic
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