Oprosti mala [English translation]

I only wish to be here

when you admit to yourself, to God and to people

that I was the best.

Wind is taking you away, I'm stopping you

How much you are mine, I won't talk to you about that

That you were the best with me.

And where I'm now

without beauty and without shine

since you came with the wind through the door

and told me: ''Forgive me, baby, forgive me, baby.''

''Forgive me for the things I never gave you

You did deserve it, but I didn't know to do better.''

You said that and you left, said and left.

That I was the best!