One simple Vojvodjanske winter
on the farm of the friend of mine
small society gathered from the town
all the boys from the long school days
and on the doors of home,with the flame of karosene lamp
face smiled on us
One simple Vojvodjanske winter
on the farm of the friend of mine
while the hands are still frosty from the road,
long bashed flakes from the coat
You approached and you gave me from your haert
a glass of dark wine
Christina,Christina
Have a good night,friends
Have a good night,welcome,
Have a good night,friends,
Sit here and lets sing
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Then we went on a courtyard
me and Christina
Under our legs snow had creaked
I kissed her,kissed.
Do you remeber,Christina ?