Сербська request for "The Days"

Help translate from Англійська to Сербська song The Days by Josef Salvat

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Софари on 15 Кві 2020 - 06:16

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The Days

I have lived with another's arms

pulling me up till I learned to stand

on my own two feet with my own ideas

and my own beliefs.

Hearts are broken, nations fall.

Youth's bright burn, time eats it all.

But still it starts back up again.

It never ends.

Look at me now.

I'm here before you.

I've finally found the guts

to start with nothing to lose,

nothing to hide

and everything to prove.

But it takes all you've got, all you're made of,

and you learn that a soul has got to change.

So you throw all your cards out the window

and carry on, making it up on the way.

From the wound, you forget by tomorrow

to the countless doubts, the highs, the blame.

Till you learn how to love and to be loved

these are the days and you're living them your way.

Every time I try to find the right words

to describe the mess, make the sentence heard,

I'd hit another wall, such a narrow mind.

Down we fall.

Sure it's a risk to take it this far,

but how else do you know what the limits are?

What the dark feels like?

I know the crowd holds court

but they're not always right.

Look at me now.

I'm here before you.

I've finally found the guts

to start with nothing to lose,

nothing to hide

and everything to prove.

But it takes all you've got, all you're made of,

and you learn that a soul has got to change.

So you throw all your cards out the window

and carry on, making it up on the way.

From the wound, you forget by tomorrow

to the countless doubts, the highs, the blame.

Till you learn how to love and to be loved,

these are the days and you're living them your way.

Lights on, it's clearer now.

I wouldn't change a thing.

I wouldn't change a thing.

But it takes all you've got, all you're made of,

and you learn that a soul has got to change.

So you throw all your cards out the window

and carry on, making it up on the way.

From the wound, you forget by tomorrow,

to the countless doubts, the highs, the blame.

Till you learn how to love and to be loved,

these are the days and you're living them your way.

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submitted on 26 Бер 2020 - 17:48

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