Snegovi beli opet veju [English translation]

I have a glance on the pages of the past

and I remember one cold winter

When we walk hand in hand together

and with the snow I wrote your name

White snows again ???

Wind in the mountains prepare a storm

People happy in the street smile

but your hands are not in mine.

Spring is gone early

with perfumes of the first violet

XXX within mine

and I remember more of your crying face

I go through the street and I imagine myself

while the wind blows (??) in the branches

where are you now that you don’t mind (???? )

and that an other one warms your hands

• Artist:Marinko Rokvić