I bez zlata i bez luši
Even without gold and without luxury
Sva su blaga ti u duši
All the treasures are inside your soul
Kad ogrije te jubav
When love warms you up.
Puno sunca i tepline
Full of sun and warmth
Pa se srce nebu vine
And then the heart soars to the sky
U ditinjstvu bez suza
In a childhood without any tears
Malo soldi, puno vire
A little bit of money, lot of faith
U toj jubavi bez mire
In that love without measure
I vagun dobre voje
And loads of good will
U kantunu puno mista
Lot of space in the corner
Misal je ka ar'ja čista
Thought is clear as air
Pa pišen pisme svoje
So I write my songs
Mižerija, mižerja, mižerja, mižerja
Misery, misery, misery, misery
Miruj, miruj, pismo moja
Be still, be still, my song
Ti jedina znaš
You're the only one that knows
Di san ostavija dušu
Where I left my soul
Miruj, miruj, pismo moja
Be still, be still, my song
Jer kasno je sad
Because it's late now
Ladni vitri već pušu
Cold winds are already blowing
Mižerija, mižerja,
Misery, misery
Tek pusta mižerja
Nothing but misery
Kad bi partile ferate
When the trains would leave
Strepija san, stari, za te
I was fearful because of you, old man
Ta briga se ne gasi
That worry never goes out
Zgrbjena si, majko, stala
You stood hunched, mother
Bjankariju tuju prala
You washed other people's whites (laundry)
Pobilile ti vlasi
You're hair became white
Jedna pisma iz đardina
One song from the garden
Smantala je vašeg sina
Bedazzled your son
On cili vik je slidi
He follows it his whole life
Zlatnin nožen posrid srca
It stabbed him with a golden knife
Probola ga, neka grca
Through the middle of his heart, let him wiggle
Nek cili šug iscidi
May it squeeze the life* from him