Kišom jutro je počelo
kao da zna da je nestalo
sve što nas spaja
ja sam kriva, al’ sam živa
to je najgore
Hladnim čajem
podne je kucalo
još se držim
al’ drhtim pomalo
još sam živa
al’ pola ostrog noža
u meni je ostalo
Ne pitaj ih
gdje ćeš da me nađeš
zli su ljudi sakrili adresu
daj mi oprost i pošalji lađe
nek’ me jedra ranjenu donesu
Ne pitaj ih
gdje sam do sad bila
što se telo od tebe ne miče
uplela se u đavolja krila
to toliko, što se njega tiče
Kišom jutro je počelo
kao da zna da je ostalo
sve što ne vrijedi
spomena ni kamena
Ne, ne pitaj, ne
ne, ne, ne, ne
ne, ne, ne, ne
English Translation
Half of a Sharp Knife
The morning started with rain
like it knows that everything
that connects us has disappeared
I’m guilty, but I’m alive
that’s the worst
Afternoon was beating
with cold tea
I’m still holding on
but I’m trembling a bit
I’m still alive
but half of a sharp knife
has remained inside of me
Don’t ask them
where you’ll find me
the evil people have hid the address
give me forgiveness and send the ships
let the boats bring me wounded
Don’t ask them
where I was
why my body doesn’t leave you
I was caught in the devil’s wings
of that, how much it concerns you
The morning started with rain
like it knows that everything
that is not worthy of mentioning
nor a rock has left
No, don’t ask, no
no, no, no, no
no, no, no, no