Tvoje ruke sad bi pomogle
Your hands would help now
da me ova tuga obidje,
to this sadness pass me by,
tvoj bi glas probudio damare.
your voice would awake nerves.
Ja te suzom zovem: Vrati se!
I am calling with my tear: Come back!
Il' iz sna nek me ne bude, jer u snu
Or may they never wake me from the dream,
ti mi nosis darove.
because in my dreams,
Hej! Zovem te...
Hey! I am calling you...
Hej! .. il' nek me ne bude..
Hey! ..Or may they never wake me up..
Neka suze nose ulice,
Let the streets carry my tears
mozda neka stigne do tebe,
perhaps some of them reaches you,
a iz nje osmijeh moj zablistace.
and in her you'll see my smile.
Hej! Zovem te..
Hey! I am calling you...
Hej! Il' nek me ne bude..
Hey! ..Or may they never wake me up..