I live with my memories and slowly.
When you ask me how I am,
I say that I am fine,
a silent to me breaking memories.
I live my sevdah* forever.
* love, love desire, passion
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Ja živim od uspomena i polako.
Kad me pitaš kako sam,
ja kažem da dobro sam,
a ćutim da me lome uspomene.
Ja zauvijek živim moj sevdah.
25.12.2014.
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