23. Prosinac [English translation]

I can still feel the smell of your body now,

it lies everywhere in our bed

and a cup of coffee yet to be drunk

keeps reminding me I've nowhere to go

A new dawn starts to break

but it's all the same to you

And it's of no importance that the birds are singing

Beacuse it can't be heard up there...

Only the hope of time

healing all wounds remains

And that God will give me the strenght

To survive these days

I don't know what to do with myself

I carry an inerasable trace

Never again will you whisper in my ear

I open the window,the air is stale...

I quickly put on my coat

Hastily going out to street

It's good that the rain is drizzling

Those aren't tears on my face...

• Artist:Tony Cetinski