Tonight, like a watermelon,
The moon over Bosnia is full
Tonight the moon is full
as was once my former love
And my soul tonight
will knock on your door
I put basil under my pillow
so that my soul can find you more easily
Tonight, like a watermelon,
the moon over Bosnia is full
We couldn't do it together
But it's hard for us, when we're apart
The line that unites and separates is very thin
But up there, in the middle of the stars,
I see the picture of your face,
On the nights of the full moon
Tonight the moon is full
as was once my former lover,
And I'll tiptoe silently
out of the lines of your palm
I would love it, hey, if I could
land on your pupils just before you fall asleep
Tonight, like a watermelon,
The moon over Bosnia is full.