Dodiri od stakla [English translation]

You still know how to protect me like crazy

when they say all kinds of things about me,

for every harmful word,

you’ll take it to court

so that nothing bad every happens to me.

That one man tear,

I’ll carry it onto my soul.

I’ll be like a rock,

I know what’s suffocating me at night.

Just turn around and leave,

let nobody see

how much you mean to me.

I still cut myself

on your touches made of glass.

I never

left your heart.

And I still defend you,

even though I know the truth is just like that.

I’m not alive,

since your hand has touched me.

Your hand has touched me…