Ne daju mi da prebolim sinane daju mi, zemljo jedinaoči vlažne, majku pjesma diranema sina da je odsvira
Kazni, Bože, kazni, Bože, dušmanedaj da živi srce od Bosne
Violina stara tiho drijemako da šapće da je ranjenazora sviče, idu naši ljudinema sina da majku budi
Kazni, Bože, kazni, Bože, dušmanedaj da živi srce od Bosne
They won't let me get over my sonthey won't let my, my only countrywet eyes, mom is touched by the songthe son isn't there to play it
Punish, God, punish the enemies, Godlet the heart of Bosina live
The old violin is quietly dreaminglike it's wispering that it's hurtthe dawn is breaking, our people are goingthe son isn't there to wake the mother
Punish, God, punish the enemies, Godlet the heart of Bosina live