Bijelo Dugme - Sve Ce to Mila Moja Prekriti Ruzmarin, Snjegovi I Sas

Translation:

All of that, my darling Will be covered by rosemary, snow and sedge And two soaked birds from your eye Will fly towards south

Not a tear, no will at all No foreboding, no voice But it could have been better

You will say, it’s a bit sad But he was a bastard and a wretch And we’ll stand naked and alone Facing this icy sky and darkness

The scent of wormwood, deserted field Blossomed roses and honey But it could have been better

Where, show me Where, when destiny loves not the sad And what will you defend yourself with against the world Like rose, with two ridiculous thorns, or with a dream All is in vain, in vain, everything is against us