Slovenskega Naroda Sin - Duet S Tomazem Domiceljem - Tomaž Domicelj traduction en anglais

Slovenskega Naroda Sin - Duet S Tomazem Domiceljem

Na planini je živel,
Rad je stare pesmi pel,
Se življenja veselil,
Mnogo vinca je popil.
Ko je prvič šel v svet,
Si pripel rdeč je cvet,
Ki ga z žuljavo roko,
Mati dala mu v slovo.
Oče zgubljal ni besed,
Bil je vajen tujce klet,
Sinu dal je v spomin,
Zeleneči rozmarin, in dejal:
Koder hodil boš z njim,
Vedi da si,
Le slovenskega naroda sin.
Sam utiral si je pot,
Videl mnogo je zarot,
Stežka se premagoval,
Ker ubijati ni znal.
Večkrat jokal je naglas,
čakal je vrnitve cas,
Nic več ni le zmagoval
In zato si je lagal, iz dneva v dan:
Ni mi mar bolečin,
Z njimi živim,
Kot slovenskega naroda sin.

Son of the Slovenian People - Duet with Tomaž Domicelj

On the mountain he lived,
He loved to sing old songs,
He enjoyed life,
He drank much wine.
When he first went out into the world,
He wore a red flower,
Which his mother gave him with her calloused hand,
As a farewell gift.
His father did not waste words,
He was used to cursing foreigners,
He gave his son a sprig of,
Green rosemary, and said:
Wherever you go with it,
Know that you are,
Just a son of the Slovenian people.
He forged his own path,
He saw many plots,
He overcame them with difficulty,
Because he did not know how to kill.
He often cried aloud,
He waited for the time of his return,
He no longer triumphed
And so he lied to himself, day after day:
I don't care about pain,
I live with it,
As a son of the Slovenian people.