Ja još čuvam stare slike
pa navratim kad zaboli
ne plače se iz navike
drukčije je kad se voli
Odavno već pjesme nema
ne čuje se riječ dobrote
otišli smo predaleko
od ljubavi od ljepote
Cvate šafran bijeli
evo opet proljeća
a ti nisi sa mnom
tugo najveća
Ja još sanjam iste snove
iznad mene rajsko voće
ne beru ga ove ruke
umorne su od samoće
Odavno već pjesme nema
ne čuje se riječ dobrote
otišli smo predaleko
od ljubavi od ljepote
English Translation
A White Saffron Blooms
I still keep the old pictures
so then I look back at them when I’m hurt
you don’t cry from a habit
it’s different when you love
Since long ago there are no songs
you can’t hear a good word
we went off too far away
from love, from beauty
A white saffron blooms
here is spring again
and you aren’t with me
that’s the biggest grief
I still dream the same dream
above me are heavenly fruit
these hands don’t pick them
they are tired from loneliness
Since long ago there are no songs
you can’t hear a good word
we went off too far away
from love from beauty