Reci brate moj [English translation]

Don't ask me anything

It came and went

God forbid that it should happen again

I was fortunate

And I made it back home

But many have never made it back

Tell me, my brother

Are we cursed?

That so quickly

everything's forgotten?

But God forbid

That they'd need,

Once again a thick

fog will come down

I don't feel the days

Barely some evenings

When I remember our songs

And then the wine runs,

runs like Čikola (a river)

Fairy of Velebit (a mountain) beckons

Tell me, my brother

Are we cursed?

That so quickly

everything's forgotten?

But God forbid

That they'd need,

Once again a thick

fog will come down

Don't ask me anything,

Just turn on the light

For all those that

fell for the homeland

Tell me, my brother

Are we cursed?

That so quickly

everything's forgotten?

But God forbid

That they'd need,

Once again a thick

fog will come down

• Artist:Marko Perković