Dalijev brk [English translation]

That morning, the sun pushed off the moon very roughly

Exiled with no mercy, he took everything with him

All the stars and dreams and the night birds

The only, only thing that was left was me and you

And love, love was waiting for the day to come

Your sharp mind was playing war with me all night

Boulevards and banks were battle fields

In that fight Kafka was hugging Von Trir listlessly

And Vincent pulled Salvador by the moustache

And love, love was waiting for the day to come

That morning, the sun pushed off the moon very roughly

Exiled with no mercy, he took everything with him

Right then, together we said goodbye to the loneliness

It was a perfect escape from it

And love, love was waiting for the day to come