Siroti Ani i Bo [English translation]

And everything is reminding me of old pain

Everything patronizes me like an excuse

And everything is assembling me like a machine

And everything disappears in a cloud of smoke

Annie and Bo were sleeping

in rented damp rooms

They were getting warmed with me inside bookstores around Tashmajdan*

And were listening to our band rehearsals

Lights are breaking

under our foot

Noises of the nightly leaves

like on heavy drugs

Džabaletan appeared like from dreams

With unkempt hair and pair of horns

With the magazine of drugs and two crates of cognac

With collected works of Thomas Mann, glasses included

In the night they fell around the fire while drinking

They were hiding in the corners of the church

My greatest wish is that they are happy now

and that Savior opens the door for everybody

That mommy and daddy are proud

That they can see everything from the top floor

Poor Annie and Bo

Poor Annie and Bo

Orphans Annie and Bo

• Artist:Kanda, Kodža i Nebojša
• Album:Volja za Noć