Полско цвеќе [Polsko cveḱe] [English translation]

Like a bird will fly in may

next to the ones in love

they are lucky...

and where are we?

Like a heart it flourishes in the peony...

you are in mine...

my dearest and accursed you

Field flower let it cover me young

Let the clouds kiss my soul

since you don't want

If it could only my eyes get extinguished

if someone's else kisses are spread on you

Easy and in the name of God

(I)to swear

how to walk over my blood

The sky is watching females tears

but it will write down

only when a man will cry

Field flower let it cover me young

Let the clouds kiss my soul

since you don't want

If it could my eyes get extinguished

if someone's else kisses are spread on you