Još je jedno prazno veče,s tobom dragi iza nas.Naše večere uz svijećeuvijek su u krivi čas.
Opet ostala sam sama,s istom laži da ceš doć.Blijedo svjetlo apartmanaiza tebe guta noć.
I dok razmišljam o nama,sve su crnje misli te,dal' ćeš shvatit jednog danada je uzalud nam sve.
Kad te sretnem i kad šutimjoš te možda želim, znaj.Al' u srcu ipak slutim,da je za nas bolji kraj.
Darling, there is still one moreempty evening behind us.Our evenings with candlesare always in the wrong moment.
I remain alone again,with the same lie that you will come.The pale light in the apartmentis swallowing the night behind you.
And while I think of us,all of those thoughts are darker,will you understand one daythat everything for us is in vain.
When I meet you and when I'm quietI might still want you, know that.But in my heart I suspectthat it's better for the both of us to end.