“Old Path” One of the greatest singers of Bosnian Folk Music was also a psychiatrist and he observed humanity from a completely different perspective than most of the other musicians. He wrote this song while on a night duty in his ward. (Or did he?) “It's been years Since I’ve been lying in this bed From the window of my room I can still see the lights of my city White walls and white corridors All around me My dreams in this solitude Will stay here after me for the eternity My sick body It is