Dobro vece tugo sudjena
Good evening, sorrow, my fate
takva jos nije rodjena
A sorrow like you is yet not born
pod ovom kapom nebeskom
Under this heavenly hat
pod ovom satrom cirkuskom
Under this circus tent
i mojom dusom bosanskom
and my bosnian soul
dobro vece dragi drugovi
Good evening dear friends
vama cu dusu da otvorim
your souls I will open
prodje i ovaj dan bez nje
This day passed without her too
i godine proci ce
and years wil pass
bog mi ne da drukcije
God won't have it any other way
ako su krive kise sto te nema vise
If guilty are the the rain, that you aren't here anymore
dabogda nikad ne prestale
then let God make sure they never stop
ako su hladne zore sto lome prozore
If guilty are the cold mornings that breaks windows
dabogda nikad ne svanule
then let God make sure the sun never rises
kad me i ti ostavi
When even you could leave me
kad me i ti izdade
when even you could cause me pain
kad me i ti prevari
when even you could fool me
neka me ne bude
Let me not exist
ti ne znas pile moje, nase duse stoje
You don't know, my little chicken, our souls are standing
i stajace jedna kraj druge
and will always stay side by side
a ovo sto boli nikad proci nece
But that what hurts will never stop
noci su ovdje duge, preduge
nights here are long, too long
kad me i ti ostavi
When even you could leave me
kad me i ti izdade
when even you could cause me pain
kad me i ti prevari
when even you could fool me
neka me ne bude
Let me not exist