Ne volim januar [English translation]

I don't like January, nor white winter devils

In every snowfall, I see the same steps

Traces of small feet, size 30-something,

Departing slowly...

I don't venture down Dositej’s Street anymore

And I have not clue clue when someone ask me where the street is.

The two hundred and six footsteps down the street

I've never counted it.

I never protected you,

I never caressed you, never took care of you.

I stepped over your love,

I gave everything a number.

I never spared you,

And, I didn’t know how to stop and stay.

What will become of me,

My little angel?

I don't watch movies from the early 70’s,

I've had enough tears and sad departures.

Who makes such movies? Some people are strange,

They cry so easily.

I never protected you,

I never caressed you, never took care of you.

I stepped over your love,

I gave everything a number.

I never spared you

And, I didn’t know how to stop and stay.

What will become of me,

My little angel?

• Artist:Đorđe Balašević