RUKE 
Jutros
Si zaboravio sve
Što te držalo skupa
Ovaj dan što na prozor lupa
Nije tvoj
Nije tvoj
Oko tebe šute stvari
Tvoj krevet i stol te nijemo
Gledaju
Sa zidova vise trice
Tek da te grubo
Sjećaju
U sjenama tih
Vremenama tih
Vremena
Slutiš prevaru
Izdaju u u u u
Izdaju u u u u
Pa pusti da ti sviram
Duša gine od tišine
I ne boj se buke
To što svira
To su ruke
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HANDS
this morning you forgot all that kept you together
the day knocking at the window is not yours
the things are silent around you
your bed and the table are staring at you, mute
in the souvenirs hanging on the walls
you see fraud, treason
so let me play for you
your soul dies of abandon
and do not fear the noise
these that play
these are hands
let me play for you…
DARKO RUNDEK