Ti noćas umi lice bijelo i tijelo
Tonight, you wash your white face and
za ljubav spremi
prepare your body for love
ja svoje crno ću odijelo
I will prepare my black suit
pa na sijelo s tugom kreni
and head for the village with sorrow
al' nisam tebi ja, prvi do srca
but I am not the one closest to your heart
ja nisam više tvoj, iz prazne ne puca.
I am no longer yours, empty ones don't shoot
Kad jesen zamuti
When autumn stirs up
sve rijeke u Bosni
all the rivers in Bosnia
ja ću od prvog mraka
I will, as soon as it starts to get dark,
od meraka, da za tobom poludim.
because I feel like it, lose my mind over you
Ti meni postelja si bila
You were my bed linen
po želji kopriva il' svila
nettle or silk when needed
za moje dobro loša bila
for my own good you were bad
k'o majka, k'o crna vila
like a mother, like a black fairy
al' nisam tebi ja, prvi do srca
but I am not the one closest to your heart
ja nisam više tvoj, iz prazne ne puca.
I am no longer yours, empty ones don't shoot