Znova češnje so cvetéle
Praproti so šelestéle
zopet ptice so zapéle
veter v pesem zaodéle
Zdaj zapri oči
mirno trdno spi
jutri nov bo dan
ti boš z mano tam
s soncem obsiján
rosni modriján
v lica zasiján
in nasmeján
Daj povej mi pesem moja
Kje se skriva rima tvoja
From time to time, I have to write a poem about life and things happening to me, my friends or to complete strangers. After all, a world is, looking from the bright side, beautiful ... and of course, most of life isn't real.
It was my pleasure (bow)
Did i ever tell you
beautiful stranger
took my hand
made me dance
Did i ever tell you
how sweet it has been
how long will it last ?
to make me dance
Did i ever tell you
how happy i am
you are the one that
made me dance
Wanna know
don't wanna go
Did i ever thank you
for moments from
depth within eyes
thank you for dance
*to every body that danced with me
beautiful stranger
took my hand
made me dance
Did i ever tell you
how sweet it has been
how long will it last ?
to make me dance
Did i ever tell you
how happy i am
you are the one that
made me dance
Wanna know
don't wanna go
Did i ever thank you
for moments from
depth within eyes
thank you for dance
*to every body that danced with me
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