Cet'ri strane sveta (duet Djogani)
Mile Kitic
Four strange worlds (duet Djogani)
Well, Cile and Mile are no more
Mile has arrived, Kitic Mile
Say Mile, Mile brother
Let them hear, let them understand, brother
My heart is in the Balkans
And what kind of women they have up there
Was there a place for me
Do I have at least a chance
For a little romance there
Don't do it, brother, in that direction
I will look for you through the embassy
I don't care if they do such things
I need a visa urgently, I'm coming to you
Which woman, when she loves, wouldn't
Neither Swedish nor German
They are not even close
To crossing borders with them
There is no chance, my beloved
Neither France nor Switzerland
Are not your destiny
The Balkan soul is calling
There is no chance, my beloved
Chorus:
I travel four strange worlds through Europe
But nowhere is like when I'm with you
Millions of people, their numbers unknown
But only one is called my love
I will look for you through the embassy
I don't care if they do such things
I need a visa urgently, I'm coming to you
Which woman, when she loves, wouldn't
Neither Swedish nor German
They are not even close
To crossing borders with them
There is no chance, my beloved
Neither France nor Switzerland
Are not your destiny
The Balkan soul is calling
There is no chance, my beloved