Zagrljaj - Letu Stuke

Hodam evo već godinu dana

Pratim vjetar gust

Skupio sam mirise izvana

A iznutra — pust

Skupljam tuđe poglede u jedan

To je pogled tvoj

Samo pred njim vrijedan sam i bijedan

I sve je nula, broj

O draga, još malo

I putu tom je kraj

O mila, ti čekaš

Zagrljaj

I've been walking for a year now

I follow the wind thick

I gathered scents from outside

And inside - empty

I gather other people's eyes into one

That's your view

Only in front of him am I diligent and miserable

And everything is zero, number

Oh dear, a little more

And that's the end of the road

Oh dear, you are waiting

A hug