Kad Jesen Zamuti, Live - Hari Mata Hari, Armin Muzaferija

Ti nocas umi lice bijelo i tijelo

Za ljubav spremi

Ja svoje crno cu odijelo

Pa na sijelo s tugom kreni

Al nisam tebi ja, prvi do srca

Ja nisam vise tvoj, iz prazne ne puca

Kad jesen zamuti

Sve rijeke u Bosni

Ja cu od prvog mraka

Od meraka, da za tobom poludim

Ti meni postelja si bila

Po zelji kopriva il svila

Za moje dobro losa bila

K o majka, k o crna vila

Al nisam tebi ja, prvi do srca

Ja nisam vise tvoj, iz prazne ne puca

You wash your face and body tonight

Save for love

I'll have my black suit

So go to the seat with sadness

But I'm not you, first to heart

I'm not yours anymore, don't shoot from scratch

When autumn is cloudy

All rivers in Bosnia

I will from the first darkness

I want to go crazy for you

You were my bed

Nettle or silk if desired

For my own good it was bad

Like a mother, like a black fairy

But I'm not you, first to heart

I'm not yours anymore, don't shoot from scratch