Budi sam na ulici [English translation]

I clamor for the world

Consenting with different views

Assenting to the race

I clamor for a room

to shelter five thousand people

with raised glasses,

with raised glasses

And the crystal splinters

Quartzose sparks glitter

below our feet

Like complete drifters

With ice in our hearts,

with indifferent eyes,

on our faces

Stand unbending in the street

Be detached

Stand unbending in the street

Be alone