I play on the strings
of tender feelings.
It is firmly squeezed
the neck of my guitar.
I keep a slow rhythm.
My eyes are closed.
The tear can't drip.
My fingers are bloody.
There is pain in my soul.
I, long ago, play,
I live, only, my D minor.
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Pjesma u D molu
Sviram po žicama
nježnih osjećanja.
Čvrsto je stisnut
vrat moje gitare.
Držim lagani ritam.
Sklapaju mi se oči.
Suza nikako da kapne.
Krvavi su mi prsti.
U duši mi je bol.
Ja, odavno, sviram,
ja živim, samo, D mol.
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