Sacuvaj me, Boze, njene ljubavi [English translation]

From so much harvesting remains, a handful of rye

from that rhapsody, noise to hear

of treasure of sincerity, some change of lies

and heart has, no business to search there

The right words as stars, fall themselves

for his lily sprouts, unruly and white

sometimes you look for the point, at the end of play

while the point was hidden, in the first act

The main feature, reverse and face

memories and trinkets

bright feather from, the bird of heaven

CHORUS

Save me, o God, from her love

that salts wounds, which punishes and hurts

deliver me from eternal jealousy, and suspicion

that fag you, until your annihilation

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Save me, o God, from her love

from that madness and passion I'll never escape alone

save me from the love whose glow is fading

but Her, do not not touch Her in

When on one card you put, everything you have

when all your thoughts of the same picture, are the frame

when your do not counting, whether you give or receive

it means you will, grow old alone

When the curtain is down, applause follows

but at one point, dark fades governs

at that moment you doubt, nothing is worth

all life is ashes and dust

Life all just someone else's split off

that, when you make a mistake and you love

more than you should

CHORUS

• Artist:Zdravko Čolić
• Album:Zavičaj 2006