A vitar puše [English translation]

With a grain of salt, a bread crumb and a lot of soul

This love warms us and guards us, and the wind blows

With a bowl of soup when days are over and things crumble

This love makes us stronger and feeds us, and the wind blows

And even if all the days of plenty end

All the fine joys and all the customs, too

And even if there was no dream or laughing

By your side I would always know what I would want

And the wind blows, and the wind blows

And the wind blows, let it just blow

With a drop of oil, with a handfull of greens when dreams crumble

This love lifts us from the ground, and the wind blows

When the candle is burning, and there is no tallow when droughts hit

This love is wider than a field, and the wind blows

And even if all the days of plenty end

All the fine joys and all the customs, too

And even if there was no dream or laughing

By your side I would always know what I would want

And the wind blows, and the wind blows

And the wind blows, let it just blow

• Artist:Oliver Dragojević
• Album:Sve Najbolje Od Olivera 1