This piece of a land what protrudes from the sea(1)
where storm(2) fights with the wind from the south(3) and then they get together again
That are actually old houses of three brothers named
Duje, Vlaho and Donat(4)
which are there for ages
On the leaf of a wine sleeps female child(5)
Take care of her, you old mountain Velebit
Her blue sea is noble blood
Of our king Tomislav
Of our princes and knights
Her blue sea is noble blood
Of our king Tomislav
Of our princes and knights
God grant that she doesn't hear sound of weapons never again(6)
But you know, man is a wolf to another man
If God had a daughter like I have,
He'd call her Croatia
If you take a few steps up
From Gornji Grad(Upper Town) you'll hear the bells of St. Mark(7)
May God bless red soil(8),
stone(8), sea and plain(8)
May God let a white dove from his hand
to put olive brunch
On our every painful wound,
That's symbol of eternal love and peace (9)
God grant that she doesn't hear sound of weapons never again
But you know, man is a wolf to another man
If God had a daughter like I have,
He'd call her Croatia
If God had a daughter like I have,
He'd call her Croatia
He'd call her Croatia