someone , somewhere...

he deals the cards as a meditation, and those
he plays never suspect. he doesn't play for the
money wins he don't play it for respect.
he deals the cards to find the answer, the sacred
geometry of chance. the hidden law of a probable
outcome while numbers lead to dance.
i know that the spades are the swords of  a soldier
i know that the clubs are weapons of war, i know
that diamonds mean money for this art, but that's not the
shape of my heart. he may play the jack of diamonds
he may lay the queen of spades, he may consieve a king
in his hand, while a memory of it fades.
and if i told you that i loved you you'll maybe think
there is something wrong, i met a man with too many faces
the mask i wear is one.
with others speak no nothing i'll find out to their cost
like those who curse their luck in too many places and
those who fear they're lost. i know that the spades are the 
swards of a soldier i know that clubs are weapons of war.
i know that diamonds mean money for this art, but that's not 
the shape of my heart.... 

još se nisam skrasio, još po svijetu lutam sam ,
u svakoj sam tebe tražio, ali ti si jedna znam.
još nisam riješio, gdje i s kim da stvorim dom,
i još nađem što sam griješio, al nisam u srcu tvom.
ljubavi, da ti se izvinim ne umijem, još jedna želja
ostani da te vidim pa da umrem. umrijet ću s osmjehom
na tvojim rukama. umrijet ću s osmjehom, neću u suzama
ne žalim život svoj šta ću na svijetu tom, kad nisam sa tobom
nek me nema.....