Kad jesen zamuti [English translation]

Tonight, you wash your white face and

prepare your body for love

I will prepare my black suit

and head for the village with sorrow

but I am not the one closest to your heart

I am no longer yours, empty ones don't shoot

Chorus 2x

When autumn stirs up

all the rivers in Bosnia

I will, as soon as it starts to get dark,

because I feel like it, lose my mind over you

You were my bed linen

nettle or silk when needed

for my own good you were bad

like a mother, like a black fairy

but I am not the one closest to your heart

I am no longer yours, empty ones don't shoot