You say, my kindred, you have no love.
You have to look for love, my friend.
She does not have a leg to go,
it's not a bird to fly
Not a maid to come when you call her.
Love is like a four-leaf clover.
Whoever searches the entire meadow can find it.
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Kažeš, rođena moja, da ti ljubav ne ide.
Ljubav, rode moj, moraš da tražiš.
Ona nema noge da ide, nije ptica da leti
a nije ni sluškinja da ti sama dođe.
Ljubav je kao djetelina sa četiri lista.
Ko čitavu livadu pretraži možda je i nađe.
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