For Walter

This little song is dedicated to my love, Walter Ahmet Marr. His mommy and I used to fall asleep to this song at night, sung by the strong Herzegovinian vocals of our grandmother and the slightly tone-deaf vocals of our lovely mother. Love it. Translation below:

Sve ptičice iz gore	All the Birds from the Forest	What we thought it meant
Sve ptičice iz gore x3 Spustile se na more	All of the birds from the forest Have come down to the sea	All of the birds are on fire (Ahh! ...what the heck??!) Came down to the sea (Phew…ok, they’ll be fine. Water will save them)
Samo jedna ostala x3 Koja nam je pjevala	Only one remained She sung to us	Only one remained (guess not) She sung to us (I want to cry now)
Koja nam je pjevala x3 O nesretnoj ljubavi	She sung to us Of unrequited love	She sung to us (I can’t believe you’re making her sing. Hasn’t she been through enough??) Of unrequited love (well duh, she probably lost her one true love to the fire…poor birdie)
Zbogom ostaj moja ti Moramo se rastati Moramo se rastati Moja prva ljubavi Nosit ću te u srcu Moja mala ljubavi	Farewell my darling We must part We must part My first love I will carry you in my heart My little love	Farewell my darling We must part (What! You’re leaving her too now?) We must part My first love (you're a monster) I will carry you in my heart (so sleepy) My little lo….(zzzz)