2020.10.23.
How I Love All This
[Refrain]
Small streets die of sadness
Empty fields, houses, barns
Now I too will die of sadness
How I love all this
But the heart inside me is sad
When I ride fancy horses
Over beautiful slavonian land
Empty houses, empty streets
And no one to greet me
[Refrain]
Small streets die of sadness
Empty fields, houses, barns
Now I too will die of sadness
When I sit in front of my house
On a Sunday like I used to
As if the old linden tree whispers
Telling stories of when everything was happy
I still hope everyone will come back
But there is no one to greet me
[Refrain]
Small streets die of sadness
Empty fields, houses, barns
Now I too will die of sadness
2018.11.15.
It was worth it.
Versions: #2
As a group of seven we came through deep rivers,
from White (i.e. west) through the heights of a distant land
two sisters so beautiful and us five brothers
and lead by us, a powerful host went
Oh my God, Beauty is all around us!
This will be our homeland, here is to the soul Salvation,
for seven days have we marched heavy steps
and we has come until the deep blue sea
It was worth every single drop of sweat of my face
It was worth because now God itself is blessing us!
While all around bonfires are burning out, fire still burn inside me
of tiredness the body aches, of bleeding callous...
Let it happen, let them hurt: there is not rest
in the path of honor and glory of a people!
When going any further I will not, when I will finally lay
and will God call me to gave the final account,
let's allow Him to judge me freely, as I didn't have to regret any of my day, I'm proud of every of my own deed!