| Moja je draga veštica… O tom ni reči nikome
| She is my dear witch… Don't tell anyone about that
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| Na zidu ispod ikone šara srca i slova
| On the wall below the icon are patterns of hearts and letters
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| Ume sa retkim travkama… Munđari tajno s čavkama
| Ume with rare grasses… Mundjari secretly with jackdaws
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| U san dozove dobre trolov… I uvek osvane nova
| He dreams of a good troll san And always wins a new one
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| Kada prođe ribljom pijacom svi šapću:
| When he passes the fish market, everyone whispers:
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| Evo je… Biće nevolje
| Here it is… There will be trouble
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| Ali blenu kao pijani njenom podsuknjom omađijani
| But they stare like drunks enchanted by her petticoat
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| Moja je draga najbolja… Anđeo dobrog naboja
| My darling is the best… Angel of good charge
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| Prošek u nedra prolije… I eto ti čarolije
| Prosecco in the bosom spills… And here's the magic
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| Druge mi za čas posade bezbojnu ružu dosade
| The others bored me with a colorless rose in an hour
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| Držimo palce Vrag i ja da potraje ta magija
| We keep our fingers crossed for the Devil and me to last that magic
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| Moja je draga veštica… Uvrača trista prepreka
| She is my dear witch… She removes three hundred obstacles
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| Odavde do Bečkereka… I oko čarde kod Zablja
| From here to Beckerek… And around the chard near Zablja
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| Kad se na putu zadržim… Paprenu čorbu zapržim
| When I stay on the road… I fry pepper soup
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| Munja se nebom razmaše… kao zlatna sablja
| Lightning spread across the sky… like a golden sword
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| I samo baja, i na pertle mi vezuje čvorove… Sto sve govore
| And only baja, and ties knots on my shoelaces… What they say
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| Al' dok mirno spava pošten svet… Dugo se mirimo…
| But while the honest world sleeps peacefully… We have been reconciling for a long time…
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| To je tek vatromet | It's just fireworks |