Čaša iz tvoje rukeMožda je melem za moje mukeOn je sedeo za ovim stolomA ja ga kući čekala s’ bolomI sad me shvati, bar mi smo ženeŠto si i njemu sipaj za mene
Refren:Konobarice donesi krčag istineOd tvojih nogu gaženeNek se sve tajne otkrijuSvi na moj račun nek popijuNek se i suze prolijuPraštam sve…
Čaša iz tvoje rukeMožda i ne znaš može da lečiSipaj mi vino koje je pioPričaj i meni iste rečiJer on je ovde noćima bioDok me nije ostavio
The glass from your handsIs maybe a balm for my painHe sat at this tableAnd I waited for him at home with painAnd now he understands me, at least we're womenPour me what you've poured for him
Waitress, bring a pitcher of truthMay all the secrets be revealedFrom your trampled feetLet them all drink on my accountMay them even pour out in tearsI forgive everything...
The glass from your handsMaybe you don't know, but it can also healPour me the wine that he drankTalk to me the same words'Cause he was here for nightsUntil he left me