Ruža Hrvatska [English translation]

In her room I enter quietly

really quietly, on my toes

I'm scared I might slam the door too loudly

The last Croatian rose has fallen asleep

And only now when she's gone

Who will wake me up in the morning

And only now when you're gone, I know very well

You were the last Croatian rose

Rose, my little Rose*

I've cried out all my tears, at night, because of you

Rose, my little Rose

I've cried out all my tears

And how can I now, alone like this,

fight the sadness and the storm

When we used to be like two fingers

two fingers of a hand