Stajala je usred bašteko najljepši cvijetKao da je dio maštei muzike te
Slušala je pjesmu moju,posljednju što pjevam njojSad joj kažem, zbogom draga,a bila je život moj.
Prošla je kroz moje snovei bila je trenCijelim tijelom bila moja,ja bio sam njen
Nosila je našu ljubav,našu sreću, prvi cvijetBacila je sve niz rijekui pošla u drugi svijet.
Al' noćas ako sluša,nek čuje bolU pjesmi koju pjevam njoj,samo njoj
Zauvijek neka nosina srcu znakživot je jedan ona bacila
She was standing in the middle of the garden,Like the most beautiful of flowersAs if she were a figment of imaginationA note in the music
She was listening to my song,The last one I would be singing to her,Now I'm telling her 'Farewell, my darling',And she used to be my everything...
She walked through my dreamsand stayed for a split secondShe belonged to me with her entire bodyAnd I belonged to her
She carried within her our love,The first fruit of our happiness -The threw it all down the riverAnd moved on to another world...
But tonight, if she's listening,Let her hear the painIn this song I'm singing to her, only to her
Let her carry foreverA mark on her soul:She threw an entire life away...