Lacrimosa

“Lacrimosa”

Hush… Strings are weeping silently…
Like… They are singing a lullaby…
This… Plain without a single tree
Will open to take a child…
Her embrace was not enough
To save his soul… All alone…

And she came with the swan song on her lips…
Evening breeze was listening…
“Lacrimosa”, she said: “Cry upon my fate…”
“Lacrimosa”

And she came with the swan song on her lips…
Evening breeze was listening…
“Lacrimosa”, she said: “Cry upon my fate…”
“Lacrimosa”

Došla je sestra Jelena,
Dovela brata ranjena,
Da traži s mora doktora,
Bratu rane da vida.

Boga ti, s mora doktore,
Šta ti se èini od rana?
Boga mi, sestro Jeleno,
Pripremi bratu što nemaš