Mogu da prodjem [English translation]

Eyes withered from tears,

Lips dried and cracked.

I could pass, couldn't I?

And that is the way I appeal to you.

My face has forgotten my own face.

Time has killed my skin.

I could pass, couldn't I?

And that is the way I appeal to you.

Why then do you close your eyes

When I approach you?

Just return one glance.

My beauty you still carry on your soul.

Chorus:

Underwater I breath, on the sky I write,

On fire I walk bare.

Because of you I'm prepared to die

If you were to lament after me.

Underwater I breath, on the sky I write,

On fire I walk bare.

Die I will not as I know that

You will not cry after me.

My hair does not enthrall you,

Body unimpressed with body.

I could pass, couldn't I?

And that is the way I appeal to you.

Chorus x2