ne pitam, ne pitam, luda glava ne mahnita
I don't ask; I don't ask; this mad head doesn't rave
kome cvatu kesteni, za kog se kite svatovi
About whom the chestnuts flower for; whom the bridal train is for
ne pitam, ne pitam, s kime budna cekas dan
I don't ask; I don't ask with whom you lay awake til dawn
kome vrata otvaras, dok ih meni zatvaras
Whom you open doors for that you closed to me
pala magla do pola sarajeva
Fallen is the fog over half of Sarajevo
ne vidi se kuca ni kapija
Cannot see house or gate
malo od crnih snijegova
In part because the black snows fall
malo sto si njegova
In part because you're his now
nemam ja pjesama da te lijepu opjevam
I have no voice to sing odes to your beauty
ni svilenih jorgana da te snenu pokrivam
Or silken sheets to cover your sleeping form
ne pitaj, ne pitaj, luda glavo ne mahnitaj
Don't ask; don't ask; don't rave, mad head of mine
zbog nje cvatu kesteni, njoj se kite svatovi
The chestnuts bloom for her; the bridal train is for her
pala magla do pola sarajeva
Fallen is the fog over half of Sarajevo
ne vidi se kuca ni kapija
Cannot see house or gate
malo od crnih snijegova
In part because the black snows fall
malo sto si njegova
In part because you're his now