| Ne volim januar, ni bele zimske vragove
| I don't like January, or white winter devils
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| U svakom snegu vidim iste tragove
| I see the same traces in every snow
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| Tragove malih stopa, broj trideset i ko zna
| Traces of small feet, number thirty and who knows
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| Kako polako odlaze
| How slowly they leave
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| Više ne prolazim ulicom Dositejevom
| I don't walk down Dositejeva Street anymore
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| I nemam pojma kad` neko pita gde je to
| And I have no idea when someone asks where it is
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| Tih dvesta šest koraka dužinom tog sokaka
| Those two hundred and six steps along that alley
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| Nikad ja nisam brojao
| I never counted
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| Nisam te nikad` čuvao
| I never took care of you
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| Nisam te nikada mazio, pazio
| I never caressed you, I cared
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| Tvoju sam ljubav gazio
| I trampled on your love
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| Svemu smišljao broj
| He made up a number for everything
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| Nisam te nikad štedeo
| I never spared you
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| I nisam umeo stati ni ostati
| And I couldn't stop or stay
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| Šta će od mene postati
| What will become of me
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| Mali anđele moj
| My little angel
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| Ne gledam filmove iz ranih sedamdesetih
| I don’t watch movies from the early seventies
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| Dosta je suza i rastanaka nesretnih
| Enough of the tears and partings of the unfortunate
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| Ko takve stvari snima?
| Who records such things?
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| Baš čudnog sveta ima
| There is a very strange world
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| Tako se lako rasplaču
| They cry so easily
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| Nisam te nikad` čuvao
| I never took care of you
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| Nisam te nikada mazio, pazio
| I never caressed you, I cared
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| Tvoju sam ljubav gazio
| I trampled on your love
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| Svemu smišljao broj
| He made up a number for everything
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| Nisam te nikad štedeo
| I never spared you
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| I nisam umeo stati ni ostati
| And I couldn't stop or stay
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| Šta će od mene postati
| What will become of me
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| Mali anđele moj | My little angel |