Small birches next to the Sava
Your cheerful eyes
shine strangely tonight
they don't love me anymore
It is not the fact that I have to
that I have to lose you
it is about whether you'll be able
to kiss after me
Chorus
The Sava flows quietly, it is our last night
my dear, you are now alone
The Sava flows quietly, it is our last night
my dear, you have become a lady
Our branches have broken
I have no more right
to those little eyes of yours
you are not my girl
It is not the fact that I won't
ever see you again
it's about that, I won't
like any new eyes
chorus 2x