Roba sa greškom [English translation]

Tonight is cold, its like end of world

everybody is celebrating protector of this city

somebody else present is bothering me

why I have alowed my self that

Am I mad or I'm not a wake

and what is happening with me now

the glass of champagne and hands od unknown man

that is not me

Makers of my destiny

connect me with him, that I can look like normal pearson

my heart is irreparable thing

stuff with mistake, stuff with mistake

Makers of my destiny

broke that fine plate of porcelain

bring that damaged

this love is like cheep food, from bad restaurant

Beautiful as sin, but he wants all of that

I hug pillow and and Im moving away

is that light form ghetto that is heating me

or is that body of him what is reassuring me

that he likes me, and what is he expecting

but Im not old one me

the glass of champagne and hands od unknown man

that is not me