Ona sanja da sam oprao rukeda sam obrijan i da sam leptoplo je na jastuku, u polusnumiriše na doručak
Prijatan glas iz druge sobe se javljakaže da je počelokaže da je počeloidemo
Nismo znali da je kocka bačenanismo znali da je srušen mostreka blista ispod čizamačista voda malo krvavaidemo
Nismo znali da su sela spaljenanismo znali da je vatra grehnaše ruke nisu vezanenaše ruke nisu bludniceidemo
She dreams about that I washed my handsthat I'm shaved and that I'm handsomeit's warm on the pillow, in the half-sleepit smells of breakfast
A pleasant voice from the other room is callingsaying it has begansaying it has beganlet's go
We didn't knew that the die is castwe didn't knew that the bridge is brokenthe river glows under the bootsthe water pure with a little bloodlet's go
We didn't knew that the villages are burned downwe didn't knew that fire is a sinour hands aren't boundour hands aren't harotslet's go