Rastaju se drumovi
The roads are splitting apart,
dele polje na dvoje
dividing a field into two,
sastaju se dušmani
the enemies are gathering,
hoće da nas razdvoje
wanting to tear us apart.
Čiji ono svatovi
Whose nuptials over there
bez muzike poljem hode
walk through the field without music?
čiji ono svatovi
Whose nuptials over there
uplakani kolo vode
Dance a hora shedding tears?
čiji ono svirači
Whose music players over there
mesto pesme, tugu poje
sing the sadness instead of a song?
čiji ono svirači
Whose music players over there
mesto para, suze broje
count tears instead of money?
Sudbina nam sudila
The Fate has judged us,
mi smo sami ostali
We are left alone.
nisam te ni ljubila
I did not even give you a kiss
a već smo se rastali
and we're already torn apart.