Provincijalka [English translation]

they told me she came from suburbia

bringing dreams and ambitions in a suitcase

my friend studied with her

and we finally met

i realized,my God,this constellation is a suburbia for her

my heart went joyful like a child

we searched for each other in past lifes

i left all

delusions,mistakes that hurt

very easy,like it was some worthless seaport

oh,if i could fall in love just one more time

again,i would take the eternal-boy-suit

and again i would think the way how to kill some time

until she ran down the dormitory's hall

standing still upon grims and schemes

my lonely seagull above average seas

word would ruin it all

she just sat quietly next to me

all alone,belonging to each other,rebels without a cause

oh,if i coul fall in love just one more time

again,i would stare down the quai,like it was a railway

and again,i would know how to find a cloud to wander with

and i would wait for her,no one else.

write me a song,she cuddled.I didn't know if i could.

words are my toys,they twinkle in my head like those colorful

glass peaces of kaleidoscope and every time there's a new image in my eyes

when i close them.

but,there are some uncrossable depths

there are some things inside us,that can not be converted into words,i dont know....

write me a song,she asked,and i didn't know if i could

i loved her so easy,but never showed it in the same manner

and then,suddenly,birthmarks on her back

like a secret map

showed me the stars in which i should look...

and just like that,a song you asked for,you crazy thing....

• Artist:Đorđe Balašević