Milan Topalović - Zavet

Zavet

Ne brojim pobede
grabim od svoga sna
a jos cuvam jednu noc
tvoj zavet s usana

Mirise kajanje
na kise jesenje
zrelo lisce, zreo ja
al' rana zelena

Ref.
Uspeo sam, jedina
sake pune bisera
evo, nosim sam
kome da ih dam

Zeljo moja oteta
sreca mi je prokleta
takve kao ja
bol ne ostavlja

The Vow

I don't count victories
I lope from my dream
but I still keep one night
your vow from the lips

Repentance redolent
of the autumn rains
aged leaves, I am aged (aged = mature)
but the wound is green (green = fresh)

Ref.
I made it, my only one
hands full of pearls
here, I carry alone
whom to give them to?

My abducted desire,
my luck is cursed
People like I am
pain doesn't leave