Duni, vjetre, malo preko jetre

Trembling hands, my blue eye
oh, liquor, the devil took you away
I'm a young man, it's a big shame
that liquor wanders through my brain

Chorus
Blow, wind, a little over the liver
blow, wind, a little over the liver
I'll die from pain, I'll die from pain
everything burned from alcohol

I used mint teas
to heal the wounds
liquor approached my soul
dark, my liver is drying up

Chorus

Somehow I could go without tobacco
without liquor, I can't even a day
liquor took me under its wing
now waiters count my money