Mandarina lyrics by Hari Mata Hari. Grad, zuta pustinja k'o petrolejka lipanj drhti san spustio je plast zlatne resetke za rajske ptice U mojoj ruci mandarina...
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Grad, zuta pustinja
k'o petrolejka
lipanj drhti
san spustio je plast
zlatne resetke
za rajske ptice
U mojoj ruci mandarina
ti si mi Meka i Medina
u noci mirisa jasmina
ti si mi Meka i Medina
Ej, s tobom spava sve
nocas mi ni smrt nije strasna
znam, pepeo i prah
sve ce prekriti
dok ti spavas
U mojoj ruci mandarina
ti si mi Meka i Medina
u noci mirisa jasmina
ti si mi Meka i Medina
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