Zlatnim nitima mesec tkastazu do tvoga jastukanegde na kraju svetatamo gde ne idem ja
Kome li su nocas vatrenata tvoja dva oka kafenaod koga ih ne krijeszbog koga mi bolujes
Ref. 2xI da imam sto zivotane samo ovo zrnoi tad bi me tvoja lepotazavila u crno
Zar ja nemam prava da znamza koga gore te tvoje ocizar ja nemam prava da pitamkome nocas casu tocis
Ref. 4x
Month is weaving with golden thredroad to your pillowSomewhere on the end of worldwhere I'm not going
To who are tonight so firelyyour two brownish(caffe color) eyesfrow who you're hidding thembecause of whor you are ill
Even if I have hunderd lifesnot yous this littleeven than your beauty willmake me sad(wrap me in black)
Should I have rights to knowfor who your eyes are burningShould I have rights to askto who you are tonight pouring a glass