Which front do you come from
Hey, warrior of weary steps
No battles are fought here anymore
Why do you roam around here like a ghost?
"I am the soul of Croatian warriors
Searching for Homeland and the fluttering banner
And with my blood She is drenched
And the soul cannot rest until She's found"
But this is your country, can't you see
The Homeland of our dreams
For her liberty you gave your blood
And the millennial dream became reality
"I don't know here like that, she seems so sad
In my dreams she is proud and beautiful
Where are her heroes and courageous sons
Where are the values we have died for?"
Hey, warrior, that Croatia is no more
As soon as she blossomed, troubles befell Her
The forces of darkness came upon Her
And struck at both the Crown and the Throne
There have always been and will always be
Those willing to sell their souls to the Devil
That's why you must be on your guard
And make your Homeland proud again
I would give everything to see Her
Proud and beautiful as in our dreams
I would give everything to see Her
And I would again stand ready, I'd give my life for Her
I am the soul of Croatian warriors
Searching for Homeland and the fluttering banner
And with my blood She is drenched
And the soul cannot rest until She's found