| Hush... Strings are weeping silently... | |
| Like... They are singing a lullaby... | |
| This... Plain without a single tree | |
| Will open to take a child... | |
| Her embrace was not enough | |
| To save his soul... All alone... | |
| And she came with the swan song on her lips... | |
| Evening breeze was listening... | |
| "Lacrimosa", she said: "Cry upon my fate..." | |
| "Lacrimosa" | |
| Dola je sestra Jelena, | |
| Dovela brata ranjena, | |
| Da trai s mora doktora, | |
| Bratu rane da vida. | |
| Boga ti, s mora doktore, | |
| ta ti se èini od rana? | |
| Boga mi, sestro Jeleno, | |
| Pripremi bratu to nema |
| Hush... Strings are weeping silently... | |
| Like... They are singing a lullaby... | |
| This... Plain without a single tree | |
| Will open to take a child... | |
| Her embrace was not enough | |
| To save his soul... All alone... | |
| And she came with the swan song on her lips... | |
| Evening breeze was listening... | |
| " Lacrimosa", she said: " Cry upon my fate..." | |
| " Lacrimosa" | |
| Do la je sestra Jelena, | |
| Dovela brata ranjena, | |
| Da tra i s mora doktora, | |
| Bratu rane da vida. | |
| Boga ti, s mora doktore, | |
| ta ti se e ini od rana? | |
| Boga mi, sestro Jeleno, | |
| Pripremi bratu to nema |
| Hush... Strings are weeping silently... | |
| Like... They are singing a lullaby... | |
| This... Plain without a single tree | |
| Will open to take a child... | |
| Her embrace was not enough | |
| To save his soul... All alone... | |
| And she came with the swan song on her lips... | |
| Evening breeze was listening... | |
| " Lacrimosa", she said: " Cry upon my fate..." | |
| " Lacrimosa" | |
| Do la je sestra Jelena, | |
| Dovela brata ranjena, | |
| Da tra i s mora doktora, | |
| Bratu rane da vida. | |
| Boga ti, s mora doktore, | |
| ta ti se è ini od rana? | |
| Boga mi, sestro Jeleno, | |
| Pripremi bratu to nema |