Samo
su
moje,
ulice
pustedjestava
svetlost
mokrih
trotoaraa
mene
proganja
jedna
cudna
zenajedna
Jelena,
koje
vise
nema
Ref.
Only
mine
are
the
empty
streets
of
loneliness,The
light
of
the
wet
pavements
torments
me,A
strange
woman
haunts
me,Jelena,
who
is
no
more.
Ref.
O
gde
si
Jelena,
da
mi
srce
smirisda
u
ovoj
noci
malo
dusom
dahnemneko
prokletstvo,
sudbina
sta
li
jemoram
da
lutam,
ne
mogu
da
stanem
Padaju
kise
nad
mojim
pragomkoracam
ulicom
mokrih
trotoarai
jos
me
proganja
jedna
cudna
zenajedna
Jelena,
koje
vise
nema
Ref.
Oh,
where
are
you,
Jelena,
to
calm
my
heartSo
that
I
may
breathe
a
little
with
my
soul
this
night?Some
curse,
some
destiny,
what
is
itThat
forces
me
to
wander,
unable
to
stop?
It
rains
on
my
doorstep,I
walk
along
the
street
of
wet
pavements,And
still,
a
strange
woman
haunts
me,Jelena,
who
is
no
more.
Ref.