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Tekst na srpskom:
Hriste Bože raspeti i sveti,
Srpska zemlja kroz oblake leti.
Leti preko nebeskih visina,
Krila su joj Morava i Drina
Zbogom prvi nerođeni sine,
Zbogom ruzo, zbogom ruzmarine.
Zbogom leto, jeseni i zimo.
Odlazimo da se ne vratimo.
Na tri sveto i na tri sastavno,
Odlazimo na Kosovo ravno.
Odlazimo na sudjeno mesto
Zbogom majko, sestro i nevesto.
Zbogom prvi nerođeni sine,
Zbogom ružo, zbogom ruzmarine.
Zbogom leto, jeseni i zimo.
Odlazimo da se ne vratimo.
Kad je draga da odlazim čula,
Za kapatnik neven zadenula.
Zbogom prvi nerođeni sine,
Zbogom ružo, zbogom ruzmarine.
Zbogom leto, jeseni i zimo.
Odlazimo da se ne vratimo.
Lyrics in English:
Christ Our Lord
Christ our Lord, crucified and holy,
Serbian land is flying through the clouds.
It's flying over the heavenly heights,
It's wings are Morava and Drina.
Farewell my first unborn son,
Farewell rose, farewell rosemary.
Farewell to summer, autumn and winter,
We are leaving never to return.
On three holy and three unified,
We are going to Kosovo field.
We are going to destined place
Farewell my mother, sister and bride.
Farewell my first unborn son,
Farewell rose, farewell rosemary.
Farewell to summer, autumn and winter,
We are leaving never to return.
When my darling heard that I was leaving,
She put a marigold on my helmet.
Farewell my first unborn son,
Farewell rose, farewell rosemary.
Farewell to summer, autumn and winter,
We are leaving never to return.