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189. pjesma (Nove pjesme)

It's two hours 

Since Thursday passed,

I'll just have

five hours of sleep

til' Friday will be,

a day sweet,
the end of the week.

Then Saturday will come,

work there will be
to be done,

and a feast and pleasures,

and a lot of fun.

Then Sunday,

a gorgeous day,

in a lover's embrace spent,
soon it will end, when

the Sun will away be sent.
And then after a night

of peacefull sleep,

Monday will be here,

a day ever so bitter-sweet,

the perfect start
for a week full of shit...