Tko me zove [English translation]

Who's calling me? Who's calling me?

Who's calling me through my dreams?

What color? What color

Were your eyes?

Who's calling me? Who's calling me?

Who's calling me through my dreams?

What color? What color

Were your eyes?

Dawn chases away my night

Day stands upon it's feet

Am I ever going to be able

Not to belong to you?

Faces without bodies made of watercolors

Dream rarified them

Some can't even hide themselves

I'm afraid, it's not a dream

Who's calling me? Who's calling me?

Who's calling me through my dreams?

What color? What color

Were your eyes?

Who's calling me? Who's calling me?

Who's calling me through my dreams?

What color? What color

Were your eyes?

I beg them to elp me

I run, but I can't

Cold shadows stick to me

I'm afraid, it's not a dream

Who's calling me? Who's calling me?

Who's calling me through my dreams?

What color? What color

Were your eyes?

Who's calling me? Who's calling me?

Who's calling me through my dreams?

What color? What color

As if I'm waking up

But I don't reconcile

I do not open my eyes

Because I'm still cuddling you

Faces without bodies made of watercolors

Dream rarified them

Some can't even hide themselves

I'm afraid, it's not a dream

Who's calling me? Who's calling me?

Who's calling me through my dreams?

What color? What color

Were your eyes?

Who's calling me? Who's calling me?

Who's calling me through my dreams?

What color? What color

Were your eyes?

Who's calling me? Who's calling me?

Who's calling me through my dreams?

What color? What color

Were your eyes?

• Artist:Magazin
• Album:S Druge Strane Mjeseca