Ima negdje jedan gradsvjetlosti punima negdje jedan domradosti pun
Jedan čovjek živi tuneka tajna mu je imejedno dijete živi tutaj se čovjek igra s njime
Jedan prizor posve starako sliči dodam cvijećaali svaka mala stvarbit će dosta da se sjećam
To je ono što me čini sretnomto je ono što mi snage da
Morem plovi jedan brodnekud na jugs njime plovi život našuvijek u krug
Ali svaka mala stvaru tom domu toplo večei taj život tako staršto polako nekud teče
There's a city somewherethat is full of lightthere's a home somewherethat is full of joy
One man lives heresome secret is his nameone kid lives herethat man is playing with him
If a scene, completely oldlooks alike, I'll add a flowerbut every small thingwill be enough for me to remember
That's what makes me happythat's what gives me power
I'm sailing a ship over the seasomewhere to the southour life is sailing with italways in a circle
But every small thingin that small home is a warm eveningand that life that is so oldslowly goes by somewhere