Đurđevdan [English translation]

Springtime's landing on my shoulder

Green lily of the valley

Green lily of the valley

To everyone except me.

Roads are winding but here I stay.

There is no morning star,

There is no morning star,

My fellow traveller.

Hey, for my beloved one

Lilies of the valley scenting,

Lilies of the valley scenting,

For me never again.

Here's the dawn, here's the dawn

For the Lord to pray,

Here's the dawn, here's the dawn

Of Saint George's Day,

And I'm not with the one I love.

Let her name be mentioned

On every other day,

On every other day,

Not on Saint George's Day.