Sto put sam se evo zakleopred jutro te prevariodrugoj ja sam bagrem nosiotebe iznevjerio
Sto put sam se evo zakleopa te prevariosad bih dukate od jadabaš u blato bacio
Ref.A za oblak mi se mjesec skriosakrio mi puteuzalud vam trud, sviračiza drugog su dunje žute
A ja evo nekad sjetim sešto moj ćaća znao reći jesve ti duše, sine, slavonskeuz pjesmu preboleal' ne oproste
Uz pjesmu mi se evo rodimouz pjesmu umiremoSlavonijo 'ko te nije volione zna šta je izgubio
I swore one hundred times alreadyBefore morning I cheated on youTo someone else I carried black locustBetrayed you
I swore one hundred times alreadyand then cheated on youWoe ducats I would nowthrow away right in the mud
And the moon hid behind a cloudhid my wayIn vain you try musiciansquinces are yellow for someone else
And I sometimes rememberwhat my dad used to saySlavonian souls, my son,get over everything, with singingbut don't forgive
We are born with singingWe die with singingSlavonija, those who never loved youDon't know what they've lost
And the moon hid behind a cloudhid my wayIn vain you try musiciansquinces are yellow for someone else