Identity

When spring arrives Moja krv se ugrije My blood warms up Neke misli idu Some thoughts go A neke ostaju And some stay Moje riječi My words Nisu dobre Are not good Ni na jednom jeziku In either language I moj identitet And my identity Čeka da poleti Waits to fly away Jer ustvari to nepostoji Because, actually, it doesn’t  […]