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Goran Bregovic Te Kuravle Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 10/10 [1 vote]Album: Tales and Songs from Weddings and Funerals / Original Release Date: 1998Genre: SoundtrackSong Duration: 5 min 04 sec
GORAN BREGOVIC
- Te Kuravle Lyrics / with translationsebarsh, ebarsh te kuravle
sego nakre ravale
e,eria pero, eria pero
o,pomun grodro peio
oro, oro te kuravle
darte evavle civavle
e, butra omora butra avrora
vaie, politroio veio
gramuvlo,gramuvlo
paldrom lungo paibuvlo
e, sarte gia sarte gia
sarte gia
sego nakre ravale
e,eria pero, eria pero
o,pomun grodro peio
oro, oro te kuravle
darte evavle civavle
e, butra omora butra avrora
vaie, politroio veio
gramuvlo,gramuvlo
paldrom lungo paibuvlo
e, sarte gia sarte gia
sarte gia
Facts about Te Kuravle
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Te Kuravle is written and performed by Goran Bregovic.
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It is first released in 1998 as part of Goran Bregovic's album "Tales and Songs from Weddings and Funerals" which includes 15 tracks in total. This song is the 13rd track on this album.
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Te Kuravle falls under the genre Soundtrack.
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Te Kuravle song length is 5 minutes and 04 seconds.
Who wrote Te Kuravle lyrics?
Te Kuravle is written and performed by Goran Bregovic.
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When was Te Kuravle released?
It is first released in 1998 as part of Goran Bregovic's album "Tales and Songs from Weddings and Funerals" which includes 15 tracks in total. This song is the 13rd track on this album.
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Which genre is Te Kuravle?
Te Kuravle falls under the genre Soundtrack.
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How long is the song Te Kuravle?
Te Kuravle song length is 5 minutes and 04 seconds.
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these lyrics are submitted by burkulSongwriter(s): Goran Bregovic
Record Label(s): 1998 Kapa
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Meaning to "Te Kuravle" song lyrics
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Te Kuravle
Goran Bregovic
Goran Bregovic
They're there, they're there, the whores,
half naked on the outskirts of town.
There with their fancy and their feathers
and their large milk tits.
They dance, they dance, those whores,
those dark skinned chicks.
There from dusk to dawn,
by the side of the road.
The tragedy, the tragedy,
so frail, thin, unattractive.
Yet I love them, I love them
I love them.