Ko fina prasina u okuSitan kamen na dnu cipeleKo fitilj zarobljen u voskuMislim na tebeDa mogu smrvio bih kamenI svu bi tugu oci same ispraleA niti vezane za plamenMoraju da sagore
Ako me nosis na dusiI nemas s kime sagraditi domAko me nosis na dusiVjeruj mila briga me za to
Ljubim druge a ne osjecamI svaki dodir mi je ko da ustajemNa nogu sto mi je utrnulaBez ljubavi, nadanja, bez tebeNe ide.
Like a nice dust in the eyesmall stone on the bottom of a shoelike a wick captivated in the waxI'm thinking of youIf I could, I'd crash the stoneand the eyes would wash all the sadnessand yarns attached to the flamehave to burn
if you're having me on your conscienceand have no one to build home withand if you're having me on your consciencebelieve me, dear, i dont care
I'm kissing other ones, and i dont feelevery touch is like I'm getting upon a frozen legwithout love, hope, without youit's not working