Vojna tajna [English translation]

Branches rap on the window pane

The shadows dance on the ceiling

Thank God that the moon refracts

only on the wings of moths

Thank God that the wind is that

which sings through the night

Branches rap on the window pane

The shadows dance on the ceiling

It seems to me as if the trees

sharpen the teeth of sleepy ravens.

It seems to me as if the spilled wine

is again reminiscent of old battles

Boots walk on the window pane

Dreams stick to the ceiling

Now the moon strongly smiles

Teeth grew at the window

The wind whistles our songs,

when it blows through our heads.