Have you ever loved, my little one?
You have, you have, but not a Bosnian man
I will comb well, dress up, hammer out
I will smell like a rose
you will love me, I know that.
I will buy you necklace of pearls
sweets and candies
for a kiss, I will give you everything
And at the end when I tell you I love you
don't trust me, I'm lying to you
that is how a Bosnian man loves, my little one
I will promise, I will trick, I will fly, I will go crazy
I will kiss you, I won't stop
until you say out loud- you are mine
I will get drunk, I will fight with my friends
for you I will loose my head
but I'll be yours, I'll be yours
And at the end when I tell you I love you
don't trust me, I'm lying to you
that is how loves a Bosnian man, my little one
Hey, stop for a while
Hey stop my fawn
hey, stop for a while