Her lips are two embers
eager for love
the ducat hides at the bottom of the handkerchief
dowry only
A quiet shadow, honorable and fair
but to people
it bothers her that she hasn’t been begged yet
it is destiny
My gold, my Minka
of my heart sevdalinka
down the Blacksmith when he gets carried away
the bazaar all shook
My gold, my Minka
of my heart sevdalinka
love shines from her eye
eternal fire of Sarajevo
Her eyes are always full of hope
eager for truth
so when the memory steals it
She mentions me
A quiet shadow, honorable and fair
but to people
it bothers her that she hasn’t been begged yet
it is destiny
My gold, my Minka
of my heart sevdalinka
down the Blacksmith when he gets carried away
the bazaar all shook
My gold, my Minka
of my heart sevdalinka
love shines from her eye
eternal fire of Sarajevo
My gold, my Minka
of my heart sevdalinka
love shines from her eye
eternal fire of Sarajevo
Down the Blacksmith when he gets carried away
the bazaar all shook
down the Blacksmith when he gets carried away
the bazaar all shook