Види каква предивна зграда,балкон, зид са дивљим ружама.Атлас носи куглу изнад главе,Грци, мит и легенда...
Магла чешља прамен на улици,хладан дах са запада.Гар се црни свуда по снегу,плава блуза и кифла пред час.
Рођен сам у гету,рођен сам тачно у час,рођен сам у гету,рођен сам тачно у час да видим...
Look, what a beautiful buildingBalcony, a wall with wild roses.Atlas is carrying the globe above his head,The Greeks, myths and legends...
Fog is combing a lock of hair in the street,A breath of cold air from the west.Sooth is blackening all over the snow,Blue uniform and a roll before classes.
I was born in a ghetto,I was born right on time,I was born in a ghetto,I was born right on time to see...
(translated by Gavrilo Došen)