Bolujem ja, evo, danima,a noćima tuga razbija.
Opet sam zoru ranu,pijan budio,zbog tebe glavu gubio.
Tuga mi je sve, što imam ja,neka mi je još sto godina.
Kad ja ne znam, da se snadjam,drugu tražim gdje god zadjem,Boga molim, da je ne nadjem.
Kad' prolaziš sokak miriše,vjetar zastao, ni on ne diše.
Sto sam čuda napravio,da bi' bio tvoj,i još sto ću, jer si život mój.
I am ill, for days nowand the nights take away the sadness
In the early morningI wake up drunkbecause of you I don't think anymore
Sadness is all I have, that I havelet it be for hundreds of years more
When I don't know, what to doI search for another wherever I goI pray to God that I don't find her
When you pass by the streets have your scentthe wind has stopped breathing as well
What miracles i performedjust to be yourswhat can I do when you are my life