Tvoj Neko [English translation]

in one of those taverns with plaid tablecloths and unbaptised wine,

Potiski scoundrels came close to finally finishing me off with the violin...

the song was about a sunflower... damn sad...

only, about it very little is known in our regions...

"little sunflower..." (Hungarian) beautiful rebellious flower... oh yes...

because of whom the sun came down from the sky to earth...

to find out why it turned its head to the shadows?

to find out whom it's taking revenge on, when it doesn't look to it like all the other sunflowers?

my little temperamental one... let go of what was, don't be resentful...

going around the world is because of that exciting... only to return here...

raise that beautiful head... look at me at least...

in the little tear that twinkles three hundred wonders can be seen...

your happiness is your matter only...

but your sadness... that's another story... that goes on my account...

you touch once the lace of a naughty girl,

and then a whole lifetime dream of wild strawberries...

because of her rhymes uncouple and break,

all wanting to adjust themselves to her...

and now I already know:

it's easy when someone doesn't even fall in love with you...

then only the dark side of the heart hurts...

it's hard when for someone, yours, and your only, you become a grain of salt,

it's hard when Your Someone stops loving you...

• Artist:Đorđe Balašević