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Ljutu Travu Na Ljutu Ranu
Bitter Herb On A Bitter Wound
Od
mog
srca
draga
i
ljubavi
tvoje
From
my
heart,
my
dear,
and
your
love,
Ima
jača
ljubav,
ljubav
zemlje
moje
There's
a
stronger
love,
the
love
for
my
land.
Sjećaš
li
se
draga,
pričale
su
kiše
Do
you
remember,
darling,
the
rains
used
to
say,
Za
ljubav
se
gine,
zbog
Hrvatske
diše
One
dies
for
love,
breathes
for
Croatia.
Ljutu
travu
na
ljutu
ranu
Bitter
herb
on
a
bitter
wound,
Dat'
ću
draga
ja
i
život
za
nju
I'll
give,
my
dear,
even
my
life
for
her.
Hej,
ljutu
travu
na
ljutu
ranu
Hey,
bitter
herb
on
a
bitter
wound,
Nemoj
nikad
zaboravit'
na
nju
Never
forget
about
her.
Onu
istu
našu
košulju
pripremi
Prepare
that
same
old
shirt
of
ours,
Na
tavan
je
stavi,
za
mene
je
spremi
Put
it
in
the
attic,
save
it
for
me.
Bit'
će
ona
opet
i
sinu
po
mjeri
It
will
fit
our
son
one
day,
Kao
što
je
bila
mom
djedu
i
meni
Just
like
it
fit
my
grandfather
and
me.
Ljutu
travu
na
ljutu
ranu
Bitter
herb
on
a
bitter
wound,
Dat'
ću
draga
ja
i
život
za
nju
I'll
give,
my
dear,
even
my
life
for
her.
Hej,
ljutu
travu
na
ljutu
ranu
Hey,
bitter
herb
on
a
bitter
wound,
Nemoj
nikad
zaboravit'
na
nju
Never
forget
about
her.
Ljutu
travu
na
ljutu
ranu
Bitter
herb
on
a
bitter
wound,
Dat'
ću
draga
ja
i
život
za
nju
I'll
give,
my
dear,
even
my
life
for
her.
Hej,
ljutu
travu
na
ljutu
ranu,
hej
Hey,
bitter
herb
on
a
bitter
wound,
hey,
Nemoj
nikad
zaboravit'
na
nju
Never
forget
about
her.
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Авторы: Marko Perkovic Thompson
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