Kopriva [English translation]

Had you not had hope for me

You wouldn't now be deserted

Like the earth thirsty for rain

Like a mother longing for her children

Waiting for me, your soul dried up

Like the earth thirsty for rain

Like a mother longing for her children

Waiting for me, your soul dried up

From my heart, the nettle grows

The nettle which stung you long ago

When you picked my love

You believed me

That I was not poisoned by sadness

When you picked my love

You believed me

That I was not poisoned by sadness

Yes, that is I, an empty bed

In which I dream of no one

To me it is dark even when it is day

I am, my dear*, unhappy

To me it is dark even when it is day

I am, my dear*, unhappy

From my heart, the nettle grows

The nettle which stung you long ago

When you picked my love

You did not believe me

That I was poisoned by sadness

When you picked my love

You believed me

That I was not poisoned by sadness

Yes, that is I, an empty bed

In which I dream of no one

To me it is dark even when it is day

I am, my dear*, unhappy

To me it is dark even when it is day

I am, my dear*, unhappy

• Artist:Al Dino
• Album:Kopriva (2008)