Željko Bebek - Lagano umirem u tvome sjećanju (English translation)
Slowly dying in your memory
Deep wounds somewhere in me,
years flying through my fingers,
you were my only love,
red apple under the muddy sky.
I'm slowly dying in your memory,
melting, disappearing, like a snow in spring.
Up high, above the window,
blue 'cause of the rain from my memories
Stars are dropping in the pit of light,
that's how I'll be without you my dear