Tanja Ribic piosenki

Somewhere at the town’s end, there an old house sleeps And at the ninth window, maiden waits and weeps Golden moon, counting, counting all her bitter tears Night still hides them, almost, almost like her fears By the empty table, every night she waits He...

Tam na koncu mesta stara hiša spi. Za devetim oknom deklica bedi. Zlata luna šteje njene solzice. Noč jih skriva, kot bi svoje zvezdice. Tam za prazno mizo čaka vsako noč. Njena čista duša kliče na pomoč: " dobre vile, kje so tiste ustnice, ki s poljubi čaraj...