Bosnom behar probeharao [English translation]

Waiter pour wine

That my drunken eyes don't look at her anymore

From tonight on our hearts aren't together

They (the hearts) travel separately

Ref.

The blossom has bloomed in Bosnia

Life has disappointed me

Everywhere the blossom smells like her

And I sigh (the smell)

A bit of a tzar, a bit of a servant

A bit of happiness, a bit of sorrow, but love remains

This crazy heart of mine never knew

(How) to lie and to hide

Ref.

Waiter pour wine

That my drunken lips tell the truth

I've betrayed God and my old love because of her

And everything that's holy

Ref.