Abba - Soldiers
SOLDIERS
Do I hear what I think Im hearing?
Do I see the signs I think I see?
Or is this just a fantasy?
Is it true that the beast is waking
Stirring in his restless sleep tonight
In the pale moonlight
In the grip of this cold December
You and I have reason to remember
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I dont sing
They blow their horns and march along
They drum their drums and look so strong
Youd think that nothing in the world was wrong
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I wont sing
Lets not look the other way
Taking a chance
cause if the bugler starts to play
We too must dance
Whats that sound, whats that dreadful rumble?
Wont somebody tell me what I hear?
In the distance but drawing nearAbba - Soldiers - http://motolyrics.com/abba/soldiers-lyrics-serbian-translation.html
Is it only a storm approaching?
All that thunder and the blinding light
In the winter night
In the grip of this cold December
You and I have reason to remember
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I dont sing
They blow their horns and march along
They drum their drums and look so strong
Youd think that nothing in the world was wrong
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I wont sing
Lets not look the other way
Taking a chance
cause if the bugler starts to play
We too must dance
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I wont sing
Lets not look the other way
Taking a chance
cause if the bugler starts to play
We too must dance
Abba - Војници (Serbian translation)
Да ли чујем оно што мислим да чујем
Да ли видим знаке које мислим да видим
Или је то само фантазија
Да ли је истина да се звер буди
Мешањем у његов немирни сан на бледој месечини
Загрљај овог хладног децембра ти и ја имамо разлог да памтимо
Војници пишу песме које војници певају
Песме које ти и ја нећемо певати
Они ударају њиховим роговима и крећу се напредAbba - Soldiers - http://motolyrics.com/abba/soldiers-lyrics-serbian-translation.html
Они ударају бубњеве и изгледају тако моћно
Мислићеп да ништа у свету није било погрешно
Војници пишу песме које војници певају
Песме које ти и ја нећемо певати
Хајде да не тражимо други начин узимајући шансе
Јер ако труба почне да свира
Ми такође морамо да плешемо