Blago suzama [English translation]

The sad autumn on my face,

Painted yet another wrinkle like a scar of sadness.

The sky broke onto me.

The sound of your footsteps as you were leaving is still pounding in my head.

Choir

Tears are lucky, because they can leave this tired body.

If I could, I'd run away too.

Everything with worth has left my life,

And yet I still live without a reason

Sad is the song of a guitar

And every word breaks a piece of my soul off.

Don't mention [my] name to him,

For I won't sleep through the new dawn from the ache for him

Choir 2x

Tears are lucky, because they can leave this tired body.

If I could, I'd run away too.

Everything with worth has left my life,

And yet I still live without a reason.

And yet I still live without a reason.