Kako vrijeme prolazi,
lovu ne nalazim,
prije mi je mislit dala,
a sad vise ne.
Kasno nocu ustajem,
brigama se predajem,
da li da idem,
il to sebi teret postajem.
Ej, zivote, tesko, o hebo te,
mani me se zivote, oca ti hebem
Nevolja mi sudjena,
nosim je u kostima,
a da poraze od ranije,
i ne nabrajam.
Kazu ukus je karakter,
a karakter sudbina,
pa sta ja u svemu tome,
htio bih da znam.
The level we find is stupid taken,
because it feels.
But what we do not feel,
it is upon we actually never think.
And from my part as well,
isn t it nice after all to share,
so live it, hebo mater,
to share little bit of it.
Ej, zivote, tesko, o hebote,
mani me se zivote, ti ga nabijem.
Branimir Štulić
lovu ne nalazim,
prije mi je mislit dala,
a sad vise ne.
Kasno nocu ustajem,
brigama se predajem,
da li da idem,
il to sebi teret postajem.
Ej, zivote, tesko, o hebo te,
mani me se zivote, oca ti hebem
Nevolja mi sudjena,
nosim je u kostima,
a da poraze od ranije,
i ne nabrajam.
Kazu ukus je karakter,
a karakter sudbina,
pa sta ja u svemu tome,
htio bih da znam.
The level we find is stupid taken,
because it feels.
But what we do not feel,
it is upon we actually never think.
And from my part as well,
isn t it nice after all to share,
so live it, hebo mater,
to share little bit of it.
Ej, zivote, tesko, o hebote,
mani me se zivote, ti ga nabijem.
Branimir Štulić
