Jos te volim [English translation]

The first doctor quietly says

It's depression

The other says

Hot chick, what an irony

The third one says nothing terrible

Just regular stress

I won't let anyone mess with my brain

It's my rage

I'm sleepy, sleepy, sleepy, sleepy

I'm wounded, wounded, wounded, wounded

But there isn't any blood

I'm not crazy, I still love you

Ref.

I still love you, and love you, and love you

But they won't let me

The visiting hours will be

From one to three o'clock

I'm sleepy, sleepy, sleepy

I'm wounded, wounded, wounded

I still love you