Bez zavicaja [English translation]

Every night I dream

About one small village,

Distant fields of grain,

The house that I was born in, at dusk.

About myself running

Into my mother's embrace,

To let myself fall upon her bosom

And speak out my pain.

Inside my heart, mother,

The yearning is immense,

Without a homeland there is no happiness.

Inside my heart, mother,

The yearning is immense,

Without a homeland there is no happiness.

I would give anything

To go back home now

And be happy

As I used to be.

Beyond the hills and valleys,

Far away live I,

Who knows where my old friends are,

And my beloved.

Inside my heart, mother,

The yearning is immense,

Without a homeland there is no happiness.

Inside my heart, mother,

The yearning is immense,

Without a homeland there is no happiness.