Текст и перевод песни Thompson - Bog I Hrvati

Bog I Hrvati

Udijelio Svevisnji narodu mom
Najljepsu zemlju pod nebom
Prosulo sunce cudesni sjaj
Na zemlju sto bjese k′o raj

Ooo, zemlja k'o raj
Ooo, cudesni sjaj

Prvog nam kralja pomaza Bog
I dao mu blagoslov svoj
Da vodi svoj narod kroz trnje i led
Zakon da vlada i red

Ooo, trnje i led
Ooo, zakon i red

Ref.
A narod k′o narod lako ga prevari zlo
I komad po komad on gubi to sveto tlo
Svevisnjeg bijes, puce k'o grom
I zakloni Sunce sto sjalo je narodu mom
Svevisnjeg bijes, puce k'o grom
I nikada, nikada mira u narodu mom
Narodu mom

Kroz bespuca proslosti trpise Bog
I putem ih odvede zlo
On ceka da cuje molitve glas
Da udijeli nadu i spas

Ref.

Macevi su sjekli andjele i svece
Bune su se gušile krikovima djece
Poslanicko ropstvo pet stoljeca tuge
Boljsevicka neman radjala je sluge

Palile su silne vatre domove i sela
Gonilo je more kamen prkos zemlja cijela
Probodenih srca i nevine krvi
Koji nisu krivi padali su prvi
Prodane duse za lazni sjaj
Prolise suze zemlji k′o raj

Gospine suze brisao Bog
Ne placi kraljice naroda mog
Nek′ odbace zlo u duboki vir
Vratit cu zemlju i dat cu im mir

Ref.

Uslisi molitve narodu Bog
Ugasi vatru i dim
Vrati joj staru slavu i sjaj
Zemlji sto bjese k'o raj

Al′ opet se nad nas nadvilo zlo
Vreba i ceka svoj cas
Cuje li narod povijesti glas
Samo u Bogu je spas

God and Croats

To my people, the Most High has granted
The most beautiful land under the sky
The sun has poured out its miraculous shine
Upon the land that used to be like paradise

Ooo, land like paradise
Ooo, miraculous shine

God anointed our first king
And gave him his blessing
To lead his people through thorns and ice
To rule with law and order

Ooo, thorns and ice
Ooo, law and order

Chorus.
But a people like any other can easily be deceived
And little by little, they lose that sacred ground
The Most High's fury cracks like thunder
And hides the sun that shone upon my people
The Most High's fury cracks like thunder
And never, ever is there peace among my people
My people

Through the wilderness of history, God suffered
And led them to evil
He waits to hear the sound of prayer
To grant hope and salvation

Chorus.

Swords have cut down angels and saints
Rebellions have been stifled with the cries of children
Five centuries of parliamentary slavery
Bolshevik evil has given birth to servants

Great fires burned homes and villages
The sea has driven back stone and the whole land has resisted
Pierced hearts and innocent blood
Those who are not guilty have fallen first
Souls sold for false glory
Tears are shed for the land that was like paradise

God wiped away the Virgin's tears
Do not weep, queen of my people
May they cast evil into the deep abyss
I will return the land and give them peace

Chorus.

Listen to the prayers of your people, God
Extinguish the fire and smoke
Restore its former glory and shine
To the land that used to be like paradise

But again, evil has descended upon us
It lurks and waits for its time
Do the people hear the voice of history?
Only in God is salvation