Sećam se jedne meni drage duge ulice
i boje neba letnjeg sumraka i muzike pred san
Sećam se jedne reke što je tiho šumela
i ona me je tad razumela, pred moj odlazak u svet
Sećam se moje majke tužne i u suzama
i ruke koja je zadrhtala
pred odlazak u svet

Daljine, zar je ovde lepše sve?
Zar su bolji ljudi, zar sam srećnija tu ja?
Htela bih opet svoj dom
da budem tu u svetu svom
Daljine...

I remember one long street of mine
And sky in colour of summer sunset and music before dream.
I remember one river which was whirring,
It understood me then, before I left abroad.
I remember my mother, sad and in tears
And hand which trembled
before I left abroad.

Distances, is everything better here?
Are people nicer, am I happier here?
I would like my home again
To be there in my own world.
Distances...