Feta žute naranče [English translation]

Whole my life I dream about you

every long night while

whole city sleeps like a child

and on doors of my heart I put shutter

At the moment you come on them

And that it's watering us like two rare flowers

this rain from God's eye that's falling and

hasn't stopped yet you know that for me

would be end of the world if you didn't come

if you don't exist

I give, give myself in your hands

my name, my last name

because love is like a slice of yellow orange

there's nothing more beutiful

than taste her

Like a clothes line between two walls

I attached to love near heart and give in to her

because sea isn't pail full of salt water

I can't beat him

I give, give myself in your hands

my name, my last name

because love is like a slice of yellow orange

there's nothing more beutiful

than taste her.