Djogani-andjeo Bez — Krila 2009_2010 Novo.mp4

It is a curse, this hollow grace,to be a mirror, not a base.I am born for love, the poets say,yet I turn the greatest hearts away.So do not let your tears descendfor a story destined for an end;I am the next, the "only" one—an angel flying toward the sun,but grounded by the things I've done. Song Background & Resources

I am the garden’s brightest bloom,but I carry no scent within the room.A beauty etched in silver light,yet cold as frost on a winter night.You see the feathers, soft and fair,but there is no lift to catch the air—Just an ,silent while the choir sings. DJOGANI-ANDJEO BEZ KRILA 2009_2010 NOVO.mp4

The full lyrics, which detail the narrator's warning to a new lover not to become "next on the list of the wounded," are available on Genius . Accordion soul Andjeo bez krila (instrumental) It is a curse, this hollow grace,to be a mirror, not a base