Zlatni dan [English translation]

What is that which keeps pulling out from the memory

a day colored with gold

when we kissed for the first time

You and I

Accidental witnesses of our love

while clock is ticking

Messages on the wall filled with tenderness

This apartment

Ref.

When my time runs out

and I start leaving slowly

I would like once more

only to touch

within my thoughts, that perfect day

the day of love

When my time runs out

I wish for myself

those two-three minutes

to think of you

Before leaving into eternal dark

I want a golden day, bathed in sun

Why does it keep coming before sleeping,

that day colored with gold

Clothes thrown away next to the bed

You and I

Rays of the Sun, sweat on your back

and glow in the eyes

A candle that burns down upon happy people

A sad ending

• Artist:Bisera Veletanlić