Buka u glavi
M.O.R.T. · Other Songs - M.O.R.T.
polako gubim dah
ostajemo sami
ne misli na strah
Hranimo se skupa
snovima ovim
otkrivamo sebe
uzbudjenjima novim
Oci tvoje gore
ne donose mi san
u njima je noc
sto se pretvara u dan
Gradimo stvarnost
tijelima golim
slusam kako dises
zelis da te volim
Tvoja put me mami
bedra tvoja stezu
usne me opijaju
kose tvoje vezu
Andjele cuvaru
ti mi na nju pazi
nocu kada spava
i kad nisam ja u snazi
Muzika ova
moje misli seta
imas miris proljeca
imas okus ljeta
A sto si to htjela
nisam cuo te od njih
postala si bijela
kada ostao sam tih
I previse je zraka
tu izmedju nas
od buke u glavi
ja ne cujem ti glas
Al' ako imas snage
vezi me i tuci
stisni moj ponos
sebi me privuci
Pa se penji sa mnom
da poklonis mi mrak
svijet dok se rusi
sa mnom bori se za zrak
Poljubi mi usne
ugrij gole kosti
spasi moju svijest
od zbunjenosti
Vrijeme mi te krade
i darove nosi
ostaje sjaj u oku
miris u kosi
Ljepota je raspadljiva
rastanci su dugi
vrijeme lica mijenja
i ja sam netko drugi
Zato ostani sa mnom
kada napuste nas gosti
divljaj sa mnom, putuj sa mnom
sa mnom posti
Dok zakon odmazde
svijetom vlada
popni se na mene
vadi me iz jada
I daj mi, daj mi
i ne pustaj mi ruke
primi me zestoko
i vadi me iz muke
Buka u glavi
The title’s noise begins as an intimate disturbance: two people alone in a room, drawn toward each other through breath, touch and the anxious thrill of closeness. The lyric’s erotic detail is unusually direct, but it gradually reveals another register in its closing invocation of the guardian angel. Desire is not presented as a clean escape from fear; tenderness and vulnerability occupy the same body.
That ending changes how the earlier sensuality reads. The narrator asks for protection over the beloved during sleep and in moments when he cannot be strong, shifting from appetite to care. The song’s structure therefore moves from the physical immediacy of a shared night to the quiet recognition that one person cannot always protect the other. The text alone cannot establish the recording’s musical treatment or the band’s intent, and no song-specific review was verified. Its compelling tension is between the “noise” of desire and the fragile silence that follows, when affection becomes a wish that the other person remain safe even outside the singer’s reach.
The track is built around the familiar arc of an intimate rock ballad: attraction opens the door, physical detail heightens the tension, and the closing gesture shifts toward care. That final prayer for the beloved while she sleeps complicates the sensuality that precedes it; the narrator moves from wanting to protect the moment to wanting to protect the person. The lyrics alone do not confirm a genre or instrumentation, so this describes the song’s dramatic shape rather than claiming a sound. Its emotional payoff lies in this change of scale, from desire in a room to concern for someone beyond the singer’s reach.

