Through a blue and cold village dawn,
Down the sleepy street I sway alone.
In front of me and the street and the plum* flicker
The street is also drunk, but not as much as me!
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Because of a woman, I lose nights,
And she gave everything to another.
And the fact I drink rakija every night,
Believe me, dad, that's not cause of her.
Tonight again I will go to the cross
And I know they're all there again.
When it becomes dark, she'll also come,
And like always, she'll be with him.
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And tomorrow again I will walk the street at dawn
In front of me everything will flicker again.
Maybe, dad, I'll be drunk again,
But it won't be, it won't be for her.
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