Zavicaj [English translation]

The field and rusty gate

squeakes in my dream

It awakens me, remembers me

that you once passed through it

The appricot sadly folds itself in the garden

It hasn't got anyone to grow for

Holland is getting colder

A lot of doors, not a single gate

Refren

My house is on sale

People here don't recognize me

My heart says: give everything

this is not your birthplace

Memories of you reappear

your tear finds me

say to me 'come' and nothing more

Bring me back to my birthplace

Something beautiful is happening over here

Tomorrow doesn't even last till noon

I feel you on my shoulder

As usual you're kissing me, but only in my dream

'Carlija' wind blows from the south (I don't know what Carlija means..)

and some kind of pain is transferred into me

Holland is getting colder

A lot of doors, not a single gate

• Artist:Zdravko Čolić
• Album:Zavičaj 2006