Od Višine Se Zvrti [English translation]

Nevermore, oh, it cannot be true

Nevermore, oh, it cannot be true

my wings frozen with fear

I will never be able to fly again

and I never understood that they're just paper,

dragons, hovering over me for so long.

Only that my mother used to say,

that when you're high, you cannot see everything,

and you never understand that it's just paper

the smiles that smile with you for so long.

Dizzy heights, hide me with your palm

your soft palm, your warm palm

Take me by your side, hide me with your palm,

you can send me back even tonight,

I just want to be seen next to you.

• Artist:Siddharta