Полско цвеќе [Polsko cveḱe] [English translation]

Like a bird that flies in May

Next to the ones in love

Bless them,

Yet where are we

Like a heart that flourishes in the peony

You are in mine,

My dearest and accursed you

Let a field flower cover me young

Let the clouds kiss my soul

Since you don't want to

It will be a blessing my eyes get extinguished

If someone else's kisses are spread on you x2

Calmly and in the name of God

I will make a vow,

How can I walk over my blood

The sky is watching over women's tears

But it will write down

Only when a man cries

Let a field flower cover me young

Let the clouds kiss my soul

Since you don't want to

It will be a blessing my eyes get extinguished

If someone else's kisses are spread on you x2