Sam sam sa čašom i tugom,
Alone alone with the glass and the sadness,
Staro smo društvo mi, zar ne...
we're the old circle of friends, aren't we...
Pričam sa vinom kao s’ drugom,
I talk to the wine like with another one,
Pričamo, mada zna već sve.
we talk, even though she already knows everything.
Pijem, al’ ne znam čemu sve to,
I drink, but I don't know what this is all for
I pijan ja je ipak volim.
even drunk I still love her.
Pijem, jer jedno davno leto,
I drink, because that one past summer,
Samo uz vino mogu da prebolim.
I can only get over it with wine.
Za mene niko sad ne mari,
For me nobody is good now,
Al’ nikog neću ja da molim.
but I won't beg anyone.
Pijem jer ima mnogo stvari,
I drink because there are a lot of things,
koje ja samo pijan mogu da odbolim.
that I only drunk can get over them.
Sam sam sa čašom i tugom,
Alone alone with the glass and the sadness,
Veselo društvo baš, zar ne...
it's a happy circle of friends, isn't it...
Ja nikad neću biti s’ drugom,
I'll never be with another one,
Uz vino ja sam pored nje.
with wine I'm next to her.
Pijem, jer ima mnogo stvari,
I drink because there are a lot of things,
koje ja samo pijan mogu da prebolim...
that I only drunk can get over them...