Last night I asked the drop
what nobody had dared to ask before
I said
come on isn't it time you washed my face
isn't it time you stopped falling me apart
isn't it time for me to drink you up
isn't it time for you to touch me
isn't it time for me to see the world within you
come on what are you waiting for
why don't you finally fall down
that was the rage of a dead chicken
sinoć sam rekla kaplji
što joj niko ranije nije smio reći
hajde nije li vrijeme da me umiješ
nije li vrijeme da suzom prestaneš
nije li vrijeme da me ispiješ
nije li vrijeme da dotakneš
nije li vrijeme da u tebi sagledam svijet
hajde ša čekaš
zašto već jednom prosto ne kaneš
bio je to bijes mrtvog pileta
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