Nad izvorom vrba se nadnijela [English translation]

A willow has bent over the spring

underneath it a girl has detangled her hair

she is washing her face, making her hair

bitter tears she is sheding over the spring

You sad willow, my dear sister

who bent over above the spring

like me ,you're also out of luck

you've blossomd, but you've never given yield

It's a custom there where I was born

that a poor girl marries a rich man

for his meadows and fields

oh, my God why I should be guilty for this

He's an old man , his hands have withered

and his hair is white as snow

I'm not looking for his wealth

my heart wants caresses

I'll marry a young guy

my youth belongs to someone else's youth

• Artist:Silvana Armenulić