Galeb i ja [English translation]

It feel so nice, it feels so nice

To lie on the dry shore*

In the lonely place near the sea

to look at you, above the open sea

Oh, my seagull

To look at you, to fly with you

Above everything without fear

To defy each tempest

And storm that crashes everything

Oh, my seagull

In its rage it crashes everything

so that the sea is boiling and foaming

To be master amidst everything

To cry lively in the height

In the height when the sun

is shining without stopping

Without rage on that sky

on that sea

Oh my seagull

There's no rage until your wings

are able to carry you wherever you want

Through the storms or the sunny weather

You're mocking and rejoicing

In the lonely place near the sea

While the sun is smiling to Earth

I hear you crying

It feels nice, it feels nice

Oh my seagull