Lyrics and translation Marko Perković Thompson - Geni Kameni

Geni Kameni

Čvrsta ruka i potenje,
Sveta voda i krtenje.
Budi čovik to je dika,
Budi roda svoga slika.
Ne daj na se, ne daj svoje,
Nemoj tuđe, prokleto je.
Jer 'ko ivot tako prođe,
Ponosan pred Boga dođe.
Gdje god da te ivot nosi,
Uvik mora znati ko si, hej.
Geni, geni kameni,
Vatra gori u meni!
Geni, geni kameni,
Takvi smo mi rođeni!
Uzmi ili ostavi.
Loa bila četr'es' peta,
Rasula nas preko svijeta.
A sad nova loza raste,
Vratile se doma laste
Plave krvi, bijelog lica
Rađaju se nova dica.
Na kamenu ka' na svili,
Di oduvik mi smo bili

Geni Kameni

My strong hand and sweat,
Holy water and Christening.
Be a man, be proud,
Be a mirror of your lineage.
Stand your ground, protect what's yours,
Stay away from what's not yours, it's cursed.
For life passes by quickly,
And you'll stand before God with pride.
No matter where life takes you,
Always remember who you are, my beloved.
My genes, my stone-carved genes,
A fire burns within me!
My genes, my stone-carved genes,
That's how we were born!
Take it or leave it.
May the forty-fifth year of our diaspora,
Which scattered us across the world,
Now see new generations grow,
As swallows return home.
Of blue blood and fair skin,
New children are being born.
On stone, as if on silk,
Where we've always belonged.