Eurovision 1965 Yugoslavia:
Vice Vukov - "Čežnja"
Čežnja
Šumi, šumi more pjenom bijelom dok nemirni val
Donosi svaki put odjeke sjećanja
Odjeke maštanja na ovaj žal, tihi žal
Tiho šumi, šumi more kao nekad u danima sna
Kad smo na pješčanom tlu umorni zaspali
Zaspali tu, tu na tlu vreloga juga
Oh, pričaj, more, pričaj meni ti
O svitanju jutra moje čežnje za njom
Tiho šumi, šumi more ko da želi da ispriča sad
Šapatom ćutanja sve o jednoj ljubavi
Rođenoj tu, tu na tlu vreloga juga
Oh, pričaj, more, pričaj meni ti
O ѕvitanju jutra moje čežnje za njom
Moje duboke čežnje zа njom
Longing
The sea rustles with white foam while the wave
Brings every echo of memories
Echoes of fantasy to this quiet shore
The sea silently rustles like in the days of dream
When we fell asleep on the warm sand
Feel asleep on the ground of the hot south
Oh, speak, sea, speak to me
Of the dawn of the morning of my longing for her
The sea rustles quietly as if it wants to speak
With the whisper of silence about a love
Born here on the ground of the hot south
Oh, speak, sea, ѕpeak to me
Of the dаwn of the morning of my longing for her
My deep longing for her
