Juli je mesec vruć
July is a hot month
kada putuje pola nacije.
When half of the nation travels by train
U vozu ni za lek
In the train, no matter what you do,
nema mesta bez rezervacije.
There isn't a seat without reservation
A ja sam gledala
And I was watching
kako promiču neki pejzaži.
how sceneries pass by
I tad sam videla
And then I saw
jedan pogled koji me traži.
A look that's searching for me
Jedan Saša iz voza mi slomio srce,
A certain Sasha from a train broke my heart,
i otiô negde u daleki svet.
And went somewhere in the faraway world
I rekô mi kako je voleti lako,
And told me how easy it is to love,
jer ljudi su pčele, a ljubav je cvet...
Because people are bees, and love is a flower
O, što je pričao,
Oh, how he talked,
divno pričao o nekim stvarima,
Talked so wonderfully about some things
o trci Tour de France
About the 'Tour de France' race
i o zelenim bulevarima.
And about green boulevards,
O nekom Zokiju
About some Zoki guy
s kojim je davno delio klupu,
With whom he shared a school desk a long time ago,
o tom kako je slušao
About how he listened
samo Indexe i Korni grupu.
Only to Indexes and the Corny group
Jedan Saša iz voza mi slomio srce,
A certain Sasha from a train broke my heart,
i otišô negde u daleki svet.
And went somewhere in the faraway world
I rekô mi kako je voleti lako,
And told me how easy it is to love,
jer ljudi su pčele, a ljubav je cvet...
Because people are bees, and love is a flower
On mi je pružio
He offered me
čitav beli svet na svom dlanu.
The entire bright world on his palm
Al' već je svitalo,
But it was already sunrise
voz je stigao u Ljubljanu.
The train has arrived in Ljubljana
I kad je sišao,
And when he got off
samo mahnuo, rekao: Ćao!.
He just waved, and said:Bye!
Ja sam ponavljala:
I just kept repeating:
Nije mi žao. Nije mi žao!!!
I don't regret it. I don't regret it!!!
Jedan Saša iz voza mi slomio srce,
A certain Sasha from a train broke my heart,
i otišô negde u daleki svet.
And went somewhere in the faraway world
I rekô mi kako je voleti lako,
And told me how easy it is to love,
jer ljudi su pčele, a ljubav je cvet...
Because people are bees, and love is a flower