nedjelja, 13. studenoga 2011.

Shakira - Underneath Your Clothes



You're a song
Written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cause
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them

Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl, honey

Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party's over
We will still belong to each other

Underneath your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey

I love you more than all that's on the planet
Movin', talkin', walkin', breathing
You know it's true
Oh baby, it's so funny
You almost don't believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Lamps are hanging from the ceiling
Like a lady to her good manners
I'm tied up to this feeling

Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl, honey


Ispod tvoje odeće

Ti si pesma
Ispisana Božijom rukom
Nemoj me pogrešno shvatiti, jer
Ovo će ti možda pomalo čudno zvučati
Ali ti si vlasnik mesta
Gde se sve moje misli skrivaju
I baš ispod tvoje odeće
Ja ih nalazim

Ispod tvoje odeće
Beskrajna je priča
Tamo je čovek kog sam izabrala
Tamo je moja teritorija
I sve ono što zaslužujem
Jer sam bila tako dobra devojčica, dušo

Zbog tebe
Sam zaboravila kako da mudro lažem
Zbog tebe
Mi ponestaje razloga da plačem
Kad prijatelji odu
I kad se završi žurka
Mi će mo i dalje jedno drugom pripadati

Ispod tvoje odeće
Beskrajna je priča
Tamo je čovek kog sam izabrala
Tamo je moja teritorija
I sve ono što zaslužujem
Jer sam bila tako dobra devojčica, dušo

Volim te više od svega što se na svetu
Kreće, govori, hoda, diše
Ti znaš da je to istina
Oh dušo baš je smešno
Ti gotovo ne veruješ
Kao što svaki glas visi u tišini
Kao što lampe vise sa plafona
Kao dama za svoje dobre manire
Ja sam vezan za ovaj osećaj

Ispod tvoje odeće
Beskrajan je priča
Tamo je čovek kog sam izabrala
Tamo je moja teritorija
I sve ono što zaslužujem
Jer sam bila tako dobra devojčica, dušo

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