BAGATELA Lyrics – Barbara Bobak

Read the full BAGATELA lyrics by Barbara Bobak along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Barbara Bobak’s music, you can also explore PIŠI KADA STIGNEŠ and STAN NA DAN, two other songs by Barbara Bobak.

[Prva strofa]
Hej, kamo sreæe da u tvoje novo meèe
Nije svako veèe ušla druga neka
Znam sve te fore -same se kraj tebe stvore
Leèe te do zore, al’ ti nema leka

[Predefren]
Preko tebe mi se svete  sve gradske starlete
Loži ih da ljubav mog èoveka

[Refren]
Sve su one bagatela

Dobra si im klijentela
Lepe se rukom za èela
Da vodiš ih do hotela
Sve su one manje-više
Uteha za moje bivše
Troše te u gluvo doba
Kakav kupac, takva roba

[Druga strofa]
Hej, kamo sreæe da me stoput bolji neæe
S tobom gubim vreme samo na probleme
Znam da se kaješ I zato po gasu daješ
Oproštaja nema, nisi više tema

[Predefren]
Preko tebe mi se svete sve gradske starlete
Loži ih da ljube mog kretena

[Refren]
Sve su one bagatela
Dobra si im klijentela
Lepe se rukom za èela
Da vodiš ih do hotela
Sve su one manje-više
Uteha za moje bivše

Troše te u gluvo doba
Kakav kupac, takva roba

[Refren]
Sve su one bagatela
Dobra si im klijentela
Lepe se rukom za èela
Da vodiš ih do hotela
Sve su one manje-više
Uteha za moje bivše
Troše te u gluvo doba
Kakav kupac, takva roba

BAGATELA English Translation

[First stanza]
Hey, where does your new match go?
Not every night someone else came in
I know all those fores – they create themselves around you
They heal you until dawn, but there is no cure for you

[Predephrone]
Through you, all the city starlets become sacred to me
I burned them to love my man

[Chorus]
They are all bagatelle
You are a good client for them
They stick their hands to their foreheads
To take them to the hotel
They are all more or less
Comfort for my exes
They are wasting you in the dark
Such a customer, such goods

[Second Stanza]
Hey, where’s the luck that I won’t get a foot better?
With you, I only waste time on problems
I know you’re sorry, and that’s why you’re stepping on the gas
There is no farewell, you are no longer a topic

[Predephrone]
Through you, all the city’s starlets are holy to me
Burn them yes kiss my jerk

[Chorus]
They’re all bargains
You’re their good clientele
They’re holding hands on their foreheads
To take them to the hotel
They’re all more or less
A consolation for my exes
They’re using you in the darkest of times
What a customer, such merchandise

[Chorus]
They’re all bargains
You’re their good clientele
They’re holding hands on their foreheads
To take them to the hotel
They’re all more or less
A consolation for my exes
They’re using you in the darkest of times
What a customer, such merchandise