Ista Slika [English translation]

For I don't know what time in life

In your crazy head you're looking at the same picture

Black riders have arrived in the village

Red droplets have fallen on the white

For I don't know what time in life

In your crazy head he's again looking at you

For I don't know what time in life

In the midst of your thoughts there's an ice pole growing

Red droplets have fallen on the white

The wind is lowering and taking the body away

Tired society met up and sat down

The woman under the veil brought the roses

Happy flies have sat down on the forehead

Bitter for the memory

Sweet for the meal