Na božićno jutrosneno i mutnou kaputu očevommalčice prevelikomdošao samna njena vratada joj kažem baš da odlazim
Jer nitko nije znao sakrit suze ko MarinaImala je oči boje venaBoje vena boje Dunavaboje vena boje Dunava
A jaJa ne mogu bez njeBože, Bože, spasi mex4
Jer nitko nije znao sakrit suze ko MarinaImala je oči boje venaBoje vena boje Dunavaboje vena boje Dunava
A jaJa ne mogu bez njeBože, Bože, spasi mex4
On the Christmas' morningdreamy and blurin my father's coatA bit too bigI cameto her doorto tell her that I'm leaving
Because no one knew how to hide tears as Marina knewShe had eyes of vein's colourOf vein's colour, of Danube's colourOf vein's colour, of Danube's colour
And II can't (go on) without herGod, God, save me
Because no one knew how to hide tears as Marina knewShe had eyes of vein's colourOf vein's colour, of Danube's colourOf vein's colour, of Danube's colour
And II can't (go on) without herGod, God, save me