Čujes li dušu, plače k'o strunanema te više, a bila je punavidiš li oči, liju k'o kišebila si tu, a nema te više
Ref.I pisma što pišemnemaju adresusamo pođu u krugi ja vratim ih gdje jesu
I ruke ponekadsame nekud krenuali sve se opet srušii nestane u trenu
Čujes li dušu, plače k'o strunanema te više, a bila je punavidiš li oči, liju k'o kišeplaču za tobom, jer nema te više
Do you hear my soul, it's crying like a musical stringyou're gone, but it was too muchdo you see my eyes, the tears are falling like rainyou were here, but now you're gone
And the letters that I'm writinghave no addressthey just go in a circleand I send them back to myself
And my hands sometimesstart writing themselvesbut then everything tumbles down all over againand disappears in just a moment
Do you hear my soul, it's crying like a musical stringyou're gone, but it was too muchdo you see my eyes, the tears are falling like rainthey're crying for you, 'cause you're gone