Pljuni i zapjevaj moja Jugoslavijo [English translation]

Fall down force and injustice

Your doomsday has come

Run away from us, nightly gloom,

Our day has dawned too

Spit and sing!

Spit and sing, my Yugoslavia!

Mother, step mother, my sorrow and consolation.

My heart, my old friend (my home).

My quince from the closet,

my bride, my beauty

My poor queen,

Yugo, little yugo...

This bread, here I'm breaking,

My Yugoslavia,

For you and better days,

Unsaddled horses

Who doesn't grow teeth here,

Eh, poor is his mother

Who doesn't learn how to howl

will never find a herd here

Yugoslavia, get up on your feet

Sing, let them hear you

Those that don't listen to song,

will listen to storm!

This bread, here I'm breaking,

My Yugoslavia,

For you and better days,

Unsaddled horses

My heart, my old friend

My quince from the closet,

my bride, my beauty

My poor queen,

Yugoslavia, get up on your feet

Sing, let them hear you

Those that don't listen to song,

will listen to storm!

Yugoslavia, get up on your feet

Sing, let them hear you

Those that don't listen to song,

will listen to storm!

• Artist:Bijelo dugme
• Album:Pljuni i zapjevaj moja Jugoslavijo - 1986