Sreo sam prijatelja svogSretnog k'o da me posl'o Bog"Nikoga više ovdje ne znam," kaže mi,"Reci gdje su nam prijatelji svi?"(Pa kažem)
Ref. 2xDao bi' sto AmerikaSve na svijetu ja bi' daoTek da sjednem na veranduPa uz karte i bevandu brojim valove
Gledam u slike on i sinKaže da malog zovu JimDa prozora kuća ima dvadeset i dva"Dobro ziviš," čudim mu se ja(A on kaže)
I met a friend of mineHappily as if God had sent me"I don't know anyone here anymore," he tells me,"Tell me, where are all our friendsl?"(So I say)
Ref. 2xI'd give a hundred AmericasI'd give everything in the worldJust to sit on the verandaSo with maps and wine spritzer I count the waves
I look at pictures of him and his sonHe says that the boy's called JimThat the house has twenty-two windows"You live well," I'm surprised at him(and he says)