Prokleta nedelja [English translation]

Sunday, damned Sunday

Desert of nobody

In our dreams, only memories

Wait, we only wait

Dancing girl are u sleeping

Don't you really see

We are dancing on the edge

The long night is coming but

It must go away

When it is raining, I need your lips

To calm me with its gentle touch.

Sunday, damned Sunday

The desert of nobody

In our dreams only memories

We shut, we just.shut

Like we don't love each other

But it is not.true,I know it is not true.

The long night is coming

But it must go away

And when it rains, I need your lips

To calm me wi it's gentle touch.

Because love hasn't disappeared

It has just hidden

Open your eyes and see what is behind cloud

And when it is raining I need your lips

To calm me with its gentle touch.