| Uska staza vodi u planine
| A narrow path leads into the mountains
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| Gde se truo rastocih u zemlji
| Where those growing in the earth rotted
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| Davno rodjen, davno umro jos mi pamte ime
| Born a long time ago, died a long time ago, they still remember my name
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| Jos mi pamte ime
| They still remember my name
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| Jos I’m sece grudi
| I'm still cutting my chest
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| Postalo je sinonim za onaj
| It has become synonymous with the one
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| Najgori strah u srcu ljudi
| The worst fear in people's heart
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| Uskom stazom povorka se krece
| The procession moves along the narrow path
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| Predvodi ih kazu cudotvorac
| They are led by a so-called miracle worker
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| Nesto mumla, oko vrata krst, u ruci kolac
| He mutters something, a cross around his neck, a stake in his hand
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| Izjela ih sumnja
| Doubt ate them up
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| Da se nekad nocu budim
| That sometimes I wake up at night
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| Mesecinom da ogrnem kosti
| With the moon to cover the bones
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| I da jedem srca ljudi
| And to eat the hearts of men
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| Osvetli ih sred blatnjavog puta
| Light them up in the middle of a muddy road
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| Munja kada zapara nebesa
| Lightning when it steams the heavens
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| Kocem prete, izjela ih kuga
| Threatened with a stake, eaten by the plague
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| Bedne vrece kostiju I mesa
| Wretched sacks of bones and flesh
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| Krenuli da mir mog groba ruse
| Set out to destroy the peace of my grave
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| Orlovi I’m iskljuvali oci
| Eagles I'm off my eyes
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| Da mi dusa ne luta ko pseto
| So that my soul does not wander like a dog
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| Sto mi pisa po nadgrobnoj ploci
| What is written on my tombstone
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| Pogrbljene senke kroz noc plove
| Hunched shadows sail through the night
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| Noge teske ostaju bez daha
| The legs are heavy and out of breath
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| Cutke idu u sebi se mole
| Cutka goes inside and prays
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| Da ne klonu pod udarom straha
| Not to collapse under the impact of fear
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| Crna noc sve zavila u crno
| The black night turned everything into black
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| Crnom zemljom ispod neba crnog
| Black earth under a black sky
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| Idu oni koji misle
| Those who think go
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| Da me nocas ubijaju mrtvog
| That they kill me dead tonight
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| Uskom stazom povorka se krece
| The procession moves along the narrow path
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| Opkoljena svim okotom tmine
| Surrounded by all darkness
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| Cutke idu slute nikad nece
| The silence goes, I guess it never will
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| Vratiti se sa moje planine | Back from my mountain |