Davno je to nekad bilo It was long ago
kad je procvalo cvijece ocvalo when the flowers bloomed
najljepsa si tada bila you were the most beautiful then
sad se ne sjecam kojeg proljeca I can’t remember which Spring it was

I k’o da uzalud borim se And it’s as if I’m fighting in vain
prerano za te rodih se I was born too early for you

Ne mogu ti reci sta je tuga Words can’t begin to explain how it hurts
uzmi mi za zlo, al’ mi [bad word] to take it against me, but believe me one thing
ja sam jednog gospodara sluga I’m one master’s servant
pa mi dusa posti, pa mi dusa posti so my soul is fasting, so my soul is refraining
od tebe cvijete rosni from you, dewy flower

Da je meni da me budi If only I could be woken up
zveket dukata s tvoga prsluka by the rattle of ducats from your vest
pa da sebi sudim So that I can judge myself
sto zavoljeh te, sto razboljeh se for falling in love with you, for getting sick

I k’o da uzalud borim se And it’s as if I’m fighting in vain
prekasno za te rodih se I was born too late for you

Ne mogu ti reci sto je tuga Words can’t begin to explain how it hurts
uzmi mi za zlo, al’ mi [bad word] to take it against me, but believe me one thing
ja sam jednog gospodara sluga I’m one master’s servant
pa mi dusa posti so my soul is fasting, so my soul is refraining
od tebe cvijete rosni from you, dewy flower

Ne mogu ti reci sto je tuga Words can’t begin to explain how it hurts
uzmi mi za zlo, al’ mi [bad word] to take it against me, but believe me one thing
ja sam jednog gospodara sluga I’m one master’s servant
 [bad word] prosi, [bad word] blago nosi one hand is begging, the other carrying treasure
a u dusi mira nema and there’s no peace in my soul