Tvoje su ruke u mojoj kosi. [English translation]

A spring morning, bird in the grass,

and a quiet forest at the end of the town,

somewhere above us the sky is turning blue,

may it be like that, how it is now forever.

I left with you, the shadows follow me,

but you're laughing, you're a child again

I don't count the days, I don't count the hours

my old paths remind me of the past.

Your hands are in my hair,

your lips are on my forehead,

you can see the sun early in the dew,

I'm happy, happy, in that time.

Your hands are in my hair,

the day starts with your kiss

why should I ask who are you and what are you,

is this reality or a dream.

A spring morning, odd or peaceful,

when you look at me, when I look at you,

at the edge of somebody's flower a butterfly plays,

and I wan't to surrender myself to you.

Your hands are in my hair...

• Artist:Tereza Kesovija
• Album:Što Je Ostalo Od Ljubavi LP 1978