July 15, 2011 » Džukac / Mutt
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Džukac
Ja sam tvoj džukac,
ti si Anin džukac,
bar tako kažu neki čudaci.
Kad sam bila mala,
mislila sam,
kad porastem
biću Ana
i bićeš moj džukac.
Izem ti mene,
veselo lajuckam,
u poslednje vreme i kad digneš nekom rep.
Čudan sam ti ja džukac!
Hoću da budem nečiji džukac.
Ne znam da čitam.
Nemam pojma šta mi piše na ogrlici,
znam samo da ne piše da sam tvoj džukac.
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Mutt
I'm your mutt,
You're Ana's mutt,
At least that's what some say.
When I was little,
I thought,
When I grow up,
I'll be Ana
And you'll be my mutt.
So much for me,
I'm barking happily,
Lately even when you lift some tail.
I'm such a strange mutt.
I want to be someone's mutt.
I cannot read.
I have no idea what my collar says,
Apart from that I'm not your mutt.






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