Novembarsko veče, hladno k'o u paklurano dođe zima, kad joj vreme nijeUlicama dugim bosonogo detesamo sa životom tešku bitku bije
Pitam ga gde živi, odgovora nemaulica mu majka, isto kao nekad meniUspomene žive, još su sve na brojuja u njemu vidim prošlost svoju
Srce mi se cepa i suze mi krećujer znam da će svako svojim putem poćiMolim te, živote, podari mu srećupomogneš li njemu, meni ćeš pomoći
November night,cold like inside the Hellwinter came early,when her time was notthrough long streets barefoot childonly with life have heavy battle
I ask him where he lives,there is no answerstreet is his mother,same as it was for mememories live,still all hereIn him I see my own past
My heart is tearing apart and tears falling down'cause I know everyone will go other wayplease,life,give him happinessIf you help him,you will help me