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- Kon Marko & Milaan -

Cipela - Kon Marko & Milaan

Kon Marko & Milaan - Cipela

Moa stara cipela, pola sveta videla
Gde god da stanem tu mi dom
Tamo pa vamo, istok pa zapad
Ma gde god stigao bio sam na svom

Hvata me panika, ta stara navika
Srce bi krenulo za njom
A a budala, stara
Ma sve nek propadne, teracu po svom

Nie, nie, nie me htela
Sve dok pare ne skupim
Ma more nie, nie, nie, nie, nie me zelela
Dok se ne obogatim
Sasvim

Moa stara cipela, pola sveta videla
Gde god da stanem tu mi dom
Tamo pa vamo, istok pa zapad
Ma gde god stigao bio sam na svom

Hvata me panika, ta stara navika
Srce bi krenulo za njom
A a budala, stara baraba
Ma sve nek propadne, teracu po svom

Nie, nie, nie me htela
Sve dok pare ne skupim
Ma more nie, nie, nie, nie, nie me zelela
Dok se ne obogatim

Nie, nie, nie me htela
Sve dok pare ne skupim
Ma more nie, nie, nie, nie, nie me zelela
Dok se ne obogatim
Sasvim

Nie, nie, nie me htela
Sve dok pare ne skupim
Ma more nie, nie, nie, nie, nie me zelela
Dok se ne obogatim

Nie, nie, nie me htela
Sve dok pare ne skupim
Ma more nie, nie, nie, nie, nie me zelela
Dok se ne obogatim
Sasvim

English Translation

Shoe

My old shoe, it saw half of the world
Wherever I set my foot, there is my home
Here and there, East and West
Wherever I arrived, I felt at home

The old habit, panic, its starting again
My heart wants to go after her
And me, the old fool
Well, everything may go wrong, Ill still do it my way

She didnt, didnt, didnt want me
Until I gather the money
Im telling you, she didnt, didnt, didnt, didnt, didnt want me
Until I get rich
Completely

My old shoe, it saw half of the world
Wherever I set my foot, there is my home
Here and there, East and West
Wherever I arrived, I felt at home

The old habit, panic, its starting again
My heart wants to go after her
And me, the old fool
Well, everything may go wrong, Ill still do it my way

She didnt, didnt, didnt want me
Until I gather the money
Im telling you, she didnt, didnt, didnt, didnt, didnt want me
Until I get rich

She didnt, didnt, didnt want me
Until I gather the money
Im telling you, she didnt, didnt, didnt, didnt, didnt want me
Until I get rich
Completely

She didnt, didnt, didnt want me
Until I gather the money
Im telling you, she didnt, didnt, didnt, didnt, didnt want me
Until I get rich

She didnt, didnt, didnt want me
Until I gather the money
Im telling you, she didnt, didnt, didnt, didnt, didnt want me
Until I get rich
Completely

English Version

Shoe
Met her on the boulevard, shopping with her credit cards
A ballerina from Marseille
I cannot grumble, not that Im humble
She bought me dancing shoes, we danced the night away

I fell in love with fer, my fancy Frenchy cure
And she was heaven in the sack
Im from the wrong world, so many tales to tell
Im just a loner from the wrong side of the track
Shoe

Dear, oh dear, you spent all our money
We pressed your clothes, your shoes were cleaned
But I must leave, why cant ya see the final place that its sunny?
Im not the rich man of your dreams
As it seems

Went back to the boulevard, canceled all her credit cards
My ballerina from Marseille
I cannot grumble, I have been tumbled
She turned her back on me and vanished in the air

We had a lovely vibe, she bought expensive wines
Now I am on the road again
She broke my heart at night, I tied my laces tight
I heard her screaming and I knew it was the end
Shoe

Dear, oh dear, you spent all our money
We pressed your clothes, your shoes were cleaned
But I must leave, why cant ya see the final place that its sunny
Im not the rich man of your dreams

Beers and tears, you tasted our honey
And made a monkey out of me
You gotta leave, why cant ya see the final place that its sunny?
Take your shoes and leave it be
If you please

Dear, oh dear, you spent all our money
We pressed your clothes, your shoes were cleaned
You gotta leave, why cant ya see the final place that its sunny?
Im not the rich man of your dreams
As it seems

Beers and tears, you tasted our honey
And made a monkey out of me
You gotta leave, why cant ya see the final place that its sunny?
Take your shoes and leave it be
If you please


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