Oprostio mi Bog,mogla bi i ti [English translation]

There are days, there are nights,

I lied to you,

I can't go on without you,

And before roosters answer,

Three times at dawn,

I'll still deny you,

Like Peter denied Christ,

Although I'll wash

Your feet with my tears.

There are days, there are nights,

That I'll go through sleepless,

And like Judas I'm looking for a way,

To redeem myself,

I lubricate my hair with wine,

Scented oils,

Good morning, Mr H,

It's a shame you're a liar and a whore

God forgave me,

So you could, too

Because sun doesn't really

Shine on my door.