All those years
without pain and sorrow are in the past.
All days of happiness
will not come back and they will hurt me.
(2x)
CHORUS 2x
Sarajevo, Sarajevo,
where is my people,
where is my people ?
Does the same love unites us ?
Are we still one people
are we still one people?
Spring is calling me,
but there's no flourish like it used to be,
An aroma from the mount Igman
makes drunk my soul in my dreams.
(2x)
Chorus 4x