Nije vrime od nedije za u poje poći [English translation]

I'm moved whenever I see you.

Time stops, words fail me.

I don't have the heart to come closer to you

To heal the fear within me.

I went to Sunday mass

And got to church a bit early

I kneeled to get my sins cleansed

To let you come into my clean heart.

Sunday is not the time to go to the field

But as soon as it gets dark, you come to the field

I will hurry across the thorns and the rocks

To kiss the young you for the first time.

To kiss you for the first time...

• Artist:Gibonni