14 Palmi
Daleka Obala
14 Palms
Fourteen palms on the island of happiness
A bay where the wave rolls
And my darling covered in flowers
Lies beside me, I am happy
Fourteen palms leaning over us
The bay murmurs with foamy waves
And my darling covered in flowers
Kisses me passionately, I am happy
Fourteen palms no longer grow
The bay no longer rolls the wave
And my darling covered in flowers
Is not beside me, I am sad
But it doesn't matter that the palms don't grow
And that the wave no longer rolls
And it doesn't matter that my darling is not here
With someone else tomorrow, I will be happy
