U julu se ljubav tražiškoljke na morskoj plažik'o plate su male suknjice
U meni se đavo budisrce za morem žudimoram da skvasim nogice
Pruži mi obje rukenađimo stare lukegdje smo zapolovili mi
Zimi je ovde tužnovodi me negdje južnood Bara do Pule isto je
Na more dođite nema gusaraJos samo vino s nogu obara
Na more dođite nema ajkulaal' ipak plivajte blizu obala
In July, love is searched forshells on the sea shorelike wages are small skirts
In me, the devil is wakingThe heart is craving the seaI have to wet my feet
Give me both of your handswe'll find the old portswhere we set sail
In winter, it is sad heretake me somewhere southfrom Bara to Pula, it's the same
Come (you all) to the sea, there are no piratesand only the wine knocks you off your feet
Come (you all) to the sea, there are no sharksbut still, swim (you all) near the shore