Asim Bajramović
The Most Beautiful Is the Bosnian Kolo
The accordion softly weaves
the Bosnian kolo round
Šeherzada leads the dancers
with a heavenly name renowned
She outshines the circle proudly
with her beauty bright
and her lovely precious name
so dear to my heart tonight
Šeherzada, dewy flower
wrapped in sweet perfume
who bestowed that wondrous name
with a heavenly bloom
Who gave birth to your fair face
rosy like a flower
and those blue eyes awakening
my longing every hour
Šeherzada, when you dance
the Bosnian kolo wide
my soul trembles deep within
though from you it hides
Blue eyes and honeyed lips
my mother gave to me
and my father gave my name
my pride eternally
But still, young man, you ought to know
and always keep in sight
the most beautiful, the most beautiful
is the Bosnian kolo tonight
The Most Beautiful Is the Bosnian Kolo The accordion softly weaves the Bosnian kolo round Šeherzada leads the dancers with a heavenly name renowned She outshines the circle proudly with her beauty bright and her lovely precious name so dear to my heart tonight Šeherzada, dewy flower wrapped in sweet perfume who bestowed that wondrous name with a heavenly bloom Who gave birth to your fair face rosy like a flower and those blue eyes awakening my longing every hour Šeherzada, when you dance the Bosnian kolo wide my soul trembles deep within though from you it hides Blue eyes and honeyed lips my mother gave to me and my father gave my name my pride eternally But still, young man, you ought to know and always keep in sight the most beautiful, the most beautiful is the Bosnian kolo tonight