Uzalud se budim [English translation]

One more day is running through my hands

I don't have a bit of luck

One more day I'll make by myself, I know

Sadness is cured by sadness, even you won't deny it

There's one more way, where the rage will take me

and on that way my pain will disappear

And let them say the worst things

When my soul is on its way, be happy without me

Chorus:

I wake up in vain, I dream awake

I get used to sadness as if I punish myself

I try in vain to be your servant

But I'm not the part of your heart anymore

There's one more way where rage will take me

And on that way the pain will disappear

And let them say the worst things

When my soul is on its way, be happy without me

Chorus...

I wish you'll find out when I need you

To take wings and fly to me

Ah, I wish you find out...