Zagorka, my dearest, Zagorka – A song about forgetting each other
Zagorka, my dearest, Zagorka, the time has come to say goodbye, to say goodbye, dearest, to the hated farewell. How will we part, dearest, how will we be able to forget each other. It’s easy for us to part, it’s hard for us to forget each other. We will forget each other, dearest, when the sea dries up, when it becomes a leveled field, when we sow vines in the field, the vines which give birth to grapes, when we have made wine from the grapes, when we get drunk on the wine. Then we will forget each other.
Variant BM: when the sea dries up, when it becomes a leveled field, if it was ploughed, if grain was planted, if we harvest it together, Then we will forget each other.