Lyrics Zorica Brunclik – Opet cveće cveta

Opet cveće cveta Lyrics – Zorica Brunclik

Singer: Zorica Brunclik
Title: Opet cveće cveta

Neko voli miris lipe, neko bagrem beli
A ja samo srce tvoje, da ga s mojim delim
Neko voli miris lipe, neko bagrem beli
A ja samo srce tvoje, da ga s mojim delim

Opet cveće cveta, grane se zelene
Misliš li na mene, misliš li na mene?
Opet cveće cveta, garne se zelene
Misliš li na mene, misliš li na mene?

Nеko voli plavo more, a neko planine
A ja tvojе oko milo kada srećom sine
Neko voli plavo more, a neko planine
A ja tvoje oko milo kada srećom sine

Opet cveće cveta, grane se zelene
Misliš li na mene, misliš li na mene?
Opet cveće cveta, garne se zelene
Misliš li na mene, misliš li na mene?

Neko voli slatke trešnje, neko dunje zrele
A moja bi duša htela tvoje usne vrele
Neko voli slatke trešnje, neko dunje zrele
A moja bi duša htela tvoje usne vrele

Opet cveće cveta, grane se zelene
Misliš li na mene, misliš li na mene?
Opet cveće cveta, garne se zelene
Misliš li na mene, misliš li na mene?
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Opet cveće cveta – English Translation

Somebody loves the scent of Lip, some acacia white
And I just the heart of yours, to make it with my share
Somebody loves the scent of Lip, some acacia white
And I just the heart of yours, to make it with my share

Flowers flower again, branches are green
Do you think of me, do you think of me?
Flower flower again, gardon green
Do you think of me, do you think of me?

Someone loves blue sea, and some mountains
And I’m your eye Milo when luckily son
Someone loves blue sea, and some mountains
And I’m your eye Milo when luckily son

Flowers flower again, branches are green
Do you think of me, do you think of me?
Flower flower again, gardon green
Do you think of me, do you think of me?

Someone loves sweet cherries, some quince ripe
And my soul would like your lips hot
Someone loves sweet cherries, some quince ripe
And my soul would like your lips hot

Flowers flower again, branches are green
Do you think of me, do you think of me?
Flower flower again, gardon green
Do you think of me, do you think of me?
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Lyrics Zorica Brunclik – Opet cveće cveta

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