Текст и перевод песни Thompson - Reci, Brate Moj

Reci, Brate Moj

Ne pitaj me ništa, bilo je pa prošlo
Dabogda se ne ponovilo
Ja sam im'o sreće pa sam kući doš'o
A puno ih se nije vratilo

Reci brate moj, jesmo li prokleti
Pa se tako brzo sve zaboravi
Al' neka, ne d'o Bog, pa nas budu trebali
Opet će se gusta magla spustiti

Ne osjećam dane, tek poneko veče'
Kad se sjetim naših pjesama
Tad i vino krene, k'o Čikola teče
Velebitska Vila doziva

Reci brate moj, jesmo li prokleti
Pa se tako brzo sve zaboravi
Al' neka, ne da Bog, pa nas budu trebali
Opet će se gusta magla spustiti

Ne pitaj me ništa, tek svijeću upali
Za sve one što su za dom pali

Reci brate moj, jesmo li prokleti
Pa se tako brzo sve zaboravi
Al' neka ne da Bog, pa nas budu trebali
Opet će se gusta magla spustiti

Tell Me, My Brother

Don't ask me anything, it happened and it's gone
May it never happen again
I was lucky and made it home
But many didn't return

Tell me, my brother, are we cursed
That we forget so quickly
But God forbid we are ever needed
A thick fog will descend again

I don't feel the days, just some evenings
When I remember our songs
Then the wine starts to flow, like chocolate
Velebit Vila calls

Tell me, my brother, are we cursed
That we forget so quickly
But God forbid we are ever needed
A thick fog will descend again

Don't ask me anything, just light a candle
For all those who fell for their home

Tell me, my brother, are we cursed
That we forget so quickly
But God forbid we are ever needed
A thick fog will descend again