Da se nisi meni nadala
ne bi sada pusta ostala
kao zemlja kise zedna
kao majka djece zeljna
cekajuc' ti dusa presahla

Iz mog srca raste kopriva
koja te je davno opekla
kad si moju ljubav brala
ti si meni vjerovala
da ja nisam tugom otrovan

Ref.
Da, to sam ja, prazna postelja
u kojoj nikog ne sanjam
meni je mrak i kad je dan
ja sam ti, bona, nesretan
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Nettle
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if you wasn't expecting me
you wouldn't stay "empty" now
like land thirsty of rain
like mother "anxious for" her children
waiting for me,your soul "dried" (or died..)

Nettle is growing from my heart
which nettled you long time ago
when you "twitched" my love
you believed me
that I'm not poisoned with sadness

Ref.
Yes,that's me,empty bed (actually bunk)
and nobody is dreaming in it
it's dark to me even when it's day
I'm am,my .... ,unhappy

Nettle is growing from my heart
which nettled you long time ago
when you "twitched" my love
you believed me
that I'm not poisoned with sadness
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1If you weren’t looking forward to me
You wouldn’t be left empty
Like the soil thirsty for water
Like a mother wishful for her kids
By waiting your soul has drained
Nettle grows from my heart
It burned you long ago
When you harvested my love
You believed
That I’m not poisoned by sadness
Ref.
Yes, that’s me, an empty bed
In witch I don’t dream anybody
It is dark in me, even on the daylight
I’m , bona, misrable

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