Toga su dana oblaci bili jako ljuti na nas,
The sky was very angry with us on that day,
to karanje i vrisku nisi nikada čula...
You have never heard that kind of scolding and screaming...
Ni to veselo leto ništa nije srećnije bilo,
Even that cheerful summer wasn't any happier,
tri su ga oktobra smirivala dugo...
Three Octobers were calming it down for a long time...
Znaš kako ljuto nebo teško prašta?
Do you know how hard the angry sky forgives?
Znaš da ljuto nebo teško prašta?
Do you know that the angry sky hardly forgives?
I zašto nismo tim rečima teškim vezali omče oko vratova,
And why we didn't tie the nooses around our necks with those heavy words,
da ih pustimo da vise do sledećeg jutra?
to let them hang till the next morning?
I zašto nismo presudili im na licu mesta,
And why we didn't sentence them on the spot,
jednim poljupcem britkim da ćute zauvek?
to be quiet forever with one brisk kiss?
Znaš kako ljuto nebo teško prašta?
Do you know how hard the angry sky forgives?
Znaš da ljuto nebo teško prašta?
Do you know that the angry sky hardly forgives?