Prva ljubav [English translation]

I remember your small hands

shy shiver late summer

Around myself they called me gently

now they’re desire’s, now they’re melancholy

I remember your dear face

your eyes still love me

they were all my treasure’s

now they bake me, now they hurt me

You were my first love

the first dream of happiness which I don’t have anymore

you were my first love

the first gentle song which the heart writes

You were my first love

the first touch of happiness which the body remembers

you were my first love

let this song bring me back again

The last knock that was yours

I would give you tonight a

bird’s small golden wings

because I did not know how to protect you

• Artist:Oliver Dragojević