Война [Vojna] [English translation]

And once more the sun is setting, I see it before me

And our commander doesn't shout, doesn't call into battle

I carve with a knife on a wooden beam

Your name

We're sitting with the boys on the loose, black soil

And remembering friends who have fallen in this war

And thinking of one thing, that one of us will have

A bullet in the temple

War, an endless gunfire above our heads

And in the damp earth lies my comrade

I squeeze the talisman tightly in my hand

Softly crying in moonlight

I ask you, understand that I am not to blame

That for me there's no way back, I myself wanted to leave

And I ask you for one thing, the dearest of all

Hold onto my love

For us the battle lies ahead tomorrow, cruel and deadly

And again our blood will flow to the river

And if I survive, then for me awaits

The road home

War, an endless gunfire above our heads

And in the damp earth lies my comrade

I squeeze the talisman tightly in my hand

Softly crying in moonlight