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(interview in Russian)
In the evening carried over the Danube
White flower, white flower, white flower
And my memory asks for a melody
From long ago, long ago, long ago...
But like a flock of lost birds,
Our song's simple words disperse.
You're heading into fire, Yugoslavia,
Without me, without me, without me!
For the hail of lead during that night,
For the reason that I'm not by your side,
Forgive me, my sister,
Yugoslavia!
For the death during the spring rain,
For that I never came to your rescue,
Forgive me, my sister,
Yugoslavia!
Like a confused dark-eyed girl
You stand on the other side,
But to reach over to that side
I cannot, I cannot, I cannot.
In the evening carried over the Danube
White flower, white flower, white flower
And my memory asks for a melody
From long ago, long ago, long ago...
For the hail of lead during that night,
For the reason that I'm not by your side,
Forgive me, my sister,
Yugoslavia!
For the death during the spring rain,
For that I never came to your rescue,
Forgive me, my sister,
Yugoslavia!