| Marina, tek uz pomoć starih slika
| Marina, only with the help of old paintings
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| Još mogu da se setim tvoga lika
| I can still remember your character
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| I bude se tad neki nemiri zli
| And then some riots will be evil
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| I drugovima pričam da si moja bila ti
| And I tell my friends that you were mine
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| Sav pijan od te laži ko od dobrog rumenog vina
| All drunk from that lie as from good red wine
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| Marina, ti si bila moja plima
| Marina, you were my tide
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| Marina, svetlo, tama, leto, zima
| Marina, light, darkness, summer, winter
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| I verujem još, u tome je spas
| And I still believe that is salvation
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| I često tako smišljam neki život za nas
| And I often think of a life like that for us
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| A tada, javi mi se stvarnost setno, ko violina
| And then, the reality came to me sadly, like a violin
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| Marina, ja još iste pesme pevam
| Marina, I still sing the same songs
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| Marina, ja još iste snove snevam
| Marina, I still have the same dreams
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| Iz ničega smeh još stvoriti znam
| I can still create laughter out of nothing
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| Na kraju svake pesme ipak ostajem sam
| At the end of each song, however, I am left alone
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| I uvek čujem kako šumi more iz daljina
| And I always hear the sea rustling in the distance
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| Marina, dal' ćemo se ikad sresti
| Marina, will we ever meet
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| Ja ne znam kuda će nas to odvesti
| I don't know where that will take us
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| I dobro je to što ne znamo kraj
| And the good thing is that we don't know the end
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| Sad zbogom, neću reći da te volim, al' znaj
| Now goodbye, I won't say I love you, but know it
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| Marina, ti si bila moja pesma i moja plima
| Marina, you were my song and my tide
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| Marina… Marina… Marina… Marina | Marina… Marina… Marina… Marina |