Košulja plava [English translation]

In the furthest corner of my room

my heart always quietly withers

when in the sea of wierd things

I find a piece of you

In the furthest corner of my room

I muddle dream and reality

I hold one blue shirt

the dearest blue shirt

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Let your blue shirt remind me, let the scent linger

let the blue shirt breathe instead of you

now that you are gone let the shirt sleep beside me

the only thing of you I have is the dearest blue shirt

She (the shirt) guards dreams and words

summer, winter,all those mornings

it lasts, lasts in my corner

like it did yesterday, like it will tomorrow

Sometimes for too long, for too long I kiss it (the shirt)

sometimes firmly, firmly I hold it (the shirt)

instead you you, instead of you

sometimes I only, I only scream