Karolina Gočeva - Ukradeni nokij (english)

You steal all my nights
Don't sell his heart
Hey, damned be that foreign land!

Desolate spring is strolling outside
It doesn't take you away form my lips
Hey, damned be that foreign land
[Again, my heart doesn't sleep
It doesn't hide a bitter wound]

Know that angels sing prayers for me above the balconies, the oleanders

Hey, damned be that foreign land
[Again, my heart doesn't sleep
It doesn't hide a bitter wound]

Know that angels sing prayers for me above the balconies
Oh, God has struck down the vines, He sent the roses across the sky
No, no, don't, don't wait!
Fly across through the dream
To cover me with gold
Forever

- hvala Mary