Kerber Mama Tata tekst – Croatian Songs

Kerber Mama Tata tekst: Mama Tata is a Croatian Song sung by Kerber. Mama Tata teksti written by Kerber.

Mama Tata Song Credits

Song: Mama Tata
Singer: Kerber
Music: Kerber
Lyrics: Kerber
Label: Kerber
Genre: Croatian Songs

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Kerber Mama Tata tekst

Na vrh brda vrba mrda
riba ribi grize rep
Vuci siti, ovce bleje
al’ je ovaj zivot lep

Volim pesmu nabla babla, koja nikog ne dira
najlepse je kad smo sami
sve ti dam i sve mi das

A kao kocka, od secera
slatka lutka, jutros otisla
i sve mi ovih dana kao bajka izgleda
k’o voz bez voznog reda i bez putnika
pomera se zemlja gubim tlo pod nogama
kupio sam jednu kartu do meseca

Preko reke pa u sumu
a u sumi lezi zec
ti si mala prepelica
eci peci peci pec

Snezana je jedna bila
a patuljaka je sest
svako svoju gumu zvace
mama padam u nesvest

A kao kocka, od secera
slatka lutka, jutros otisla
i sve mi ovih dana kao bajka izgleda
k’o voz bez voznog reda i bez putnika
pomera se zemlja gubim tlo pod nogama
kupio sam jednu kartu do meseca

Mama, tata, vrati cu se ja
kad sve ovo prodje

Kerber Mama Tata tekst
Kerber Mama Tata tekst

Mama Tata Lyrics Kerber English Translation

On the top of the hill, the willow moves,
the fish bites the fish’s tail ,
the wolves are full, the sheep bleat,
but this life is beautiful

I love the song nabla babla, which doesn’t touch anyone.
It’s the most beautiful when we’re alone
I give you everything and you give me everything.

And like a cube, a sweet doll made of sugar, she left this morning
and everything these days seems like a fairy tale to me,
like a train without a schedule and without passengers,
the earth is moving,
I’m losing the ground under my feet,
I bought one ticket to the moon

, across the river, and in the forest,
in the forest rabbit
you are a little quail
ecci peci peci pec

Snezana was one
and the gnomes
sat down each one called his tire
mom I am fainting

And like a cube, a
sweet doll made of sugar, left this morning
and everything these days seems
like a fairy tale to me like a train without a driver in line and without passengers,
the earth is moving, I’m losing the ground under my feet,
I bought one ticket until the month

Mom, Dad, I’ll be back
when all this is over