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Hope

Good things don't last long,
but what we have will never stop.
Just love me, stay close to me
after everything we've been through.
 
Chorus:
If there's hope, if there's a glimmer of hope
just like in that first day for us.
If there's hope, if new hope is born,
you'll be by my side, my love.
 
Traces of mascara on your face,
And the coffee grounds remained1,
That bitterness that kills me,
you can replace it with a smile.
 
Chorus:
If there's hope, if there's a glimmer of hope
just like in that first day for us.
If there's hope, if new hope is born,
you'll be by my side, my love. (2x)
 

• 1. Coffee preparation in Macedonia is done by boiling unfiltered ground coffee in a pot and then serving it in a mug. The ground coffee then sinks to the bottom of the mug as a residue, and it's the only thing left after drinking the actual liquid. This verse uses that imagery to represent that the only thing left in the relationship is a residue, something that's actually supposed to be thrown away.

Kilometri

Kilometere brojim,
Dale-daleko od sebe
Kilometrima idem, dale-daleko od tebe,
Daleko od kuće, daleko
Od svega što imam,
Od svega što imam...
 
Našao sam crno belu fotografiju,
Na njoj smo mi zajedno
Po danu,
Na njoj vidim sreću, na
Njoj gledam sve što imam
Sve što imam...
 
Fali mi, taj miris, miris
Jorgovana,fali mi,
fali,
Fali mi, taj miris,
Moju dušu da mi mazi,
Fali mi za uskrs ja da dodjem,
Fali mi da sam kući...
 
Kilometere brojim,
Dale-daleko od sebe
Kilometerima idem, dale-daleko od tebe,
Daleko od kuće, daleko od svega što imam,
Od svega što imam...
 
Fali mi, taj miris, miris
Jorgovana, fali mi,
Fali,
Fali mi, taj miris,
Moju dušu da mi mazi,
Fali mi za Uskrs ja
Da dođem,
Fali mi da sam kući...
 

Kilometers

I'm counting kilometers, fa-far from myself,
I'm walking kilometers, fa-far from you,
far from home, far from everything I have,
from everything I have...
 
I found a black & white photo,
in it we're together on that day,
in it I see happiness, in it I see everything I have
everything I have...
 
I miss, that scent, of lilac, I miss, miss,
I miss, that scent, to caress my soul,
I miss coming back for Easter,
I miss being home...
 
I'm counting kilometers, fa-far from myself,
I'm walking kilometers, fa-far from you,
far from home, far from everything I have,
from everything I have...
 
I miss, that scent, of lilac, I miss, miss,
I miss, that scent, to caress my soul,
I miss coming back for Easter,
I miss being home...