Sanjao sam moju Ružicu [English translation]

I've dreamt about my Rose

she was setting me on fire like a match

I've dreamt about her arms,

if she was now beside me,

I would burn like an Olympic fire.

I wrote to my Rose

and in letter there were marks, dollars.

I would give her anything

just to keep her in good mood

And then I woludn't be sad anymore.

We were singing the old songs,

we were doing what we're not supposed to do

but we never cheated.

We loved the old place

and went there often

where we kissed for the first time.

I've dreamt about the smell of chestnuts

on the paper secret is written

I've dreamt about the smell of winter

and her name was on my lips

I will never say it again.

Cause Rose wrote to me

"I can do without your dollars

but I need your hands to

keep me warm when it gets cold"

My Rose married.

We were singing the old songs,

we were doing what we're not supposed to do

but we never cheated

We loved the old place

and went there often

where we kissed for the first time.