I'm sinking into a depth of trauma,
love is like an adventure, aura like bora1
her eyes are mystically coloured2 in the shadow of adultery
her face is a personification of glamour, her lips like cotton
her soul is cold as a sculpture
Every her curve is perfect, her divine body,
does an angel skillfully hide a devil under its mask?
in disarray with the time, a step away from paranoia,
it riles fallacies on the canvas (???)
Chorus 2x
Your love has no ultimatum
I still remember the date and the time on the clock
when you told me 'I love you' for the first time
you found me buried in the mud
and after all you started a fire
in the heart which prays only to pain
The sky is bronze-coloured, your eyes are sleepy
I'm getting lost in them while pelinkovac3 is slipping down my throat
you've proven to me that you're not like all the other girls
her smile catches attention, it's priceless like Mona Lisa's
Her body is pure gold, like a product of my imagination
and your skin is like a canvas and this room like an atelier
colours are slipping down like tears, every touch is meaningful
a step away from crisis with you, and without you, I suffer from everything
Chorus 2x
Your love has no ultimatum
I still remember the date and the time on the clock
when you told me 'I love you' for the first time
you found me buried in the mud
and after all you started a fire
in the heart which prays only to pain
1. The bora (Bosnian: bura) is a northern to north-eastern katabatic wind in the Adriatic sea. It's specific for Slovenian and Croatian Adriatic coast.2. in Islamic tradition, which is also regarded in Bosnia-Herzegovina, 'nur' is a light which shines from the tombs of devout Muslims. This girl's eyes have the colour of 'nur'. The word originally comes from Turkish language.3. Pelinkovac is a bitter liqueur based on wormwood popular in Bosnia-Herzegovina, Croatia and Serbia