Jutros mi je ruža procvjetala [English translation]

This morning my rose bloomed,

I watched the rose and I started to cry

My rose I gave you my youth,

I watered you with my tears

my rose I gave you my youth,

I watered you with my tears

How many times I kissed you,

yet, while you were a small bud

I drank dew from your branches,

instead of the lips of my beloved

I drank dew from your branches,

instead of the lips of my beloved

My beloved has gone long time ago,

I am waiting for him a year so far

I look at the rose and I think of you my beloved,

on your lips and on your gentle gaze

I look at the rose and I think of you my beloved,

on your lips and on your gentle gaze