Pala magla [English translation]

I don't ask; I don't ask; this mad head doesn't rave

About whom the chestnuts flower for; whom the bridal train is for

I know it all

I don't ask; I don't ask with whom you lay awake til dawn

Whom you open doors for that you closed to me

I don't ask

Fallen is the fog over half of Sarajevo

Cannot see house or gate

In part because the black snows fall

In part because you're his now

I have no voice to sing odes to your beauty

Or silken sheets to cover your sleeping form

I have none

Don't ask; don't ask; don't rave, mad head of mine

The chestnuts bloom for her; the bridal train is for her

This you know

Fallen is the fog over half of Sarajevo

Cannot see house or gate

In part because the black snows fall

In part because you're his now