Prsten mi vrati devojkoI nemoj, nemoj plakatiKad tebe majka premilaNe želi za mene udati
Koliko si ga nosilaOn ti je deo mladostiSa njime ti si provelaNajlepše časove radosti
Prsten ću ovaj čuvatiNeka mi tugu ublažiPrsten ću ovaj nositiOn mi je k'o spomen najdraži
Nemoj se sećat' časovaZajedno sto šmo ih proveliNek' padne sve u zaboravSve ono sto šmo mi želeli
Give the ring back to me, girland don't, don't crywhen your mother prepared you (for this life)she doesn't want you to get married with me
how many times did you wear itIt's a part of your youthYou spentthe nicest hours with it
I'll bring this ringto reduce the sadnessI'll bring this ringIt's like the dearest memory
Don't remember the hoursthat we spent togetherLet everything be forgottenEverything that we wanted