Don't give me up
a piece of paper with your name
to hook it on my sleeve.
Here is winter but I continue
to wear a short shirt.
If you have to,
then I will be stabbed again.
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Srce na rukavu II
Nemoj mi podvaljivati
papirić sa tvojim imenom
da ga zakačim na moj rukav.
Ovdje je zima a ja i dalje
nosim kratku majicu.
Ako moraš onda ću se ubosti opet.
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