Mjesečina [English translation]

Forget about tonight's bad weather

And all earthly problems,

Forget about loud crowds

And flights which run late

Mute all phones tonight,

Let only our hearts ring,

We will turn off all lights,

May only the moon shine for us

It is not moonlight which shines in the night,

It is your eyes, full of love,

It is not moonlight's fault, rather it's the taste of wine

And your hot lips', that have seduced me

There is no uninvited guest

To come knock and ask for salt and sugar,

Your lips will be enough

For my happiness tonight

It is not moonlight which shines in the night,

It is your eyes, full of love,

It is not moonlight's fault, rather it's the taste of wine

And your hot lips', that have seduced me