Console me in my darkest hour
Convince me that the truth is always gray
Caress me in your velvet chair
Conceal me from the ghosts you cast away

I’m in no hurry
You go run and tell your friends I’m losing touch.
Fill their heads with rumors of impending doom
It must be true.

Console me in my darkest hour
And tell me that you always hear my cries
I wonder what you’ve got conspired
I’m sure it dawns a consolation prize

I’m in no hurry
You go run and tell your friends I’m losing touch.
Fill the night with stories, the legend grows
Of how you got lost
But you made your way back home
You went and sold your soul
Like a Roman vagabond, yeah

I heard you from the wishing well in the city
Console me in my darkest hour
Then you throw me down

I’m in no hurry
You go run and tell your friends I’m losing touch
Fill your crown with rumors
Impending doom, it must be true

But you made your way back home
You sold your soul like a Roman vagabond
And about how you got lost,
But you made your way back home
An allegiance dead and gone

I’m losing touch

Prevod na srpski

Gubim se

Uteši me u mom najcrnjem satu
Ubedi me da je istina uvek siva
Miluj me u svojoj stolici od baršuna
Sakri me od duhova koje si odbacila

Meni se nigde ne žuri
Idi, požuri da kažeš drugovima da se ja gubim.
Napuni im glave glasinama o predstojećoj propasti
To mora da je istina.

Uteši me u mom najcrnjem satu
I reci mi da uvek čuješ moj plač
Pitam se kakvu zaveru kuješ
Siguran sam da će doneti utešnu nagradu

Meni se nigde ne žuri
Idi, požuri da kažeš drugovima da se ja gubim.
Ispuni noć pričama, legenda se širi
O tome kako si se izgubila
Ali kući da se vratiš si uspela
Otišla si i dušu prodala
kao neka rimska skitnica, da

Čuo sam te sa fontane želja u gradu
Uteši me u mom najcrnjem satu
A onda me odbaci

Meni se nigde ne žuri
Idi, požuri da kažeš drugovima da se ja gubim.
Ispuni svoju krunu glasinama
Neminovna propast, mora da je istina

Ali kući da se vratiš ti si uspela
Dušu si prodala kao neka rimska skitnica
I o tome kako si se izgubila,
Ali kući da se vratiš si uspela
Lojalnost je mrtva i više je nema

Ja se gubim

SpringPrevedene pesmeThe KillersConsole me in my darkest hour Convince me that the truth is always gray Caress me in your velvet chair Conceal me from the ghosts you cast away I'm in no hurry You go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch. Fill their heads with rumors of impending doom It must be true. Console me in...Profesionalni prevodi vaših omiljenih pesama. Translation of Serbian, Croatian, Bosnian, ex-YU lyrics, poems etc. All Eurovision Lyrics