Mi amore

Bila je moja bella donna,She was my bella donna,prije prve brigebefore the first worry,prije prve bore.before the first wrinkle.Ljubila me uz noćno more,She kissed me by the night sea,prije rane zore,before the early dawn,prva mi amore.my first amore.

Ljeto je dugo bilo,The summer was long,ludo se pilowe drank like crazy,slatko se snilo.we dreamed sweet dreams.A kad prođe kolovoz,And when August was over,mahnu ciao i sroza me skroz,she waved ciao and let me down hard,pa ja u Ploče na voz.so off to Ploče I went, for the train.

Dok voz se lagano vuče,As the train slowly crawlsdolinom Neretve,through the Neretva valley,kao da su opet tu,it's as if they're here again,njene oči zelene.her green eyes.

Kroz tunele mračne,Through dark tunnelsklizimo ja i moja tuga,glide my sorrow and I,Bosnom savila pruga,the railway winds through Bosnia,kiša, sunce i duga.rain, sun and a rainbow.

Lišće je suho i žuto,The leaves are dry and yellow,zima se sprema,winter is on its way,sve miriše na snijeg,everything smells of snow,i nje više nema.and she is gone.

Sanjam topli kamen,I dream of the warm stonestare rimske ćuprije,of old Roman bridges,dok ležim sasvim sam,while I lie all alonepod dimnjacima Zenice.under the chimneys of Zenica.

Vrele usne lijepe donne,The hot lips of a lovely donnaiz sunčane Verone,from sunny Veronabijahu samo moje,were mine alonejedne ljetne sezone.for one summer season.