Lyrics and translation Baja Mali Knindza - Ne rodila ni njivo ni sljivo

Ne rodila ni njivo ni sljivo

Daleko u tudjem svijetu
Tuzno mi je sve
Sanjam jednu staru kucu
Ispod Dinare
Daleko u tudjem svijetu
Tuzno mi je sve
Sanjam jednu staru kucu
Ispod Dinare
Ne rodila ni njivo, ni sljivo
I sve im se osusilo zivo
Sto sadili nista ne rodilo
Ej, dusmani prokleto vam bilo
Sto sadili nista ne rodilo
Ej, dusmani prokleto vam bilo
(...)
Daleko u tudjem svijetu
Nevazno je sve
U srcu mi zitna polja
Sivo kamenje
Daleko u tudjem svijetu
Nevazno je sve
U srcu mi zitna polja
Sivo kamenje
Ne rodila ni njivo, ni sljivo
I sve im se osusilo zivo
Sto sadili nista ne rodilo
Ej, dusmani prokleto vam bilo
Sto sadili nista ne rodilo
Ej, dusmani prokleto vam bilo
(...)
Daleko u tudjem svijetu
Gledam lazni sjaj
U srcu mi njive rodne
I moj zavicaj
Daleko u tudjem svijetu
Gledam lazni sjaj
U srcu mi njive rodne
I moj zavicaj
Ne rodila ni njivo, ni sljivo
I sve im se osusilo zivo
Sto sadili nista ne rodilo
Ej, dusmani prokleto vam bilo
Sto sadili nista ne rodilo
Ej, dusmani prokleto vam bilo!!!

I Have Not Fathered a Farm, Nor Planted a Plum

Far away in a foreign world
Everything is sad
I dream of an old house
Below Dinara
Far away in a foreign world
Everything is sad
I dream of an old house
Below Dinara
I have not fathered a farm, nor planted a plum
And everything's life has dried up
I have planted nothing and reaped nothing
Oh, enemies, may you be cursed
I have planted nothing and reaped nothing
Oh, enemies, may you be cursed
(...)
Far away in a foreign world
It does not matter
In my heart are fields of grain
Grey stone
Far away in a foreign world
It does not matter
In my heart are fields of grain
Grey stone
I have not fathered a farm, nor planted a plum
And everything's life has dried up
I have planted nothing and reaped nothing
Oh, enemies, may you be cursed
I have planted nothing and reaped nothing
Oh, enemies, may you be cursed
(...)
Far away in a foreign world
I see a false gleam
In my heart are fertile fields
And my homeland
Far away in a foreign world
I see a false gleam
In my heart are fertile fields
And my homeland
I have not fathered a farm, nor planted a plum
And everything's life has dried up
I have planted nothing and reaped nothing
Oh, enemies, may you be cursed
I have planted nothing and reaped nothing
Oh, enemies, may you be cursed!!!