| Lyrics: | Socna je zemlja v vecerni goreci luci,
strast blaznih ocetov nas do zadnjega muci.
Dali
so nam oci, da v njih se pijanost pretaka,
dali so nam roke, gresne plodove
mrake.
Ljubimo zemljo bolestno, kakor so oni ljubili,
ljubimo nijh sive glave, plodnost
so nam podelili.
KRVAVA GRUDA-PLODNA ZEMLJA.
[English translate: Bloody Ground -
Fertile Land]
Rich is the earth in the burning evening light,
the passion of our mad
fathers is tormenting us to the last.
They gave us eyes that drunkeness decants inside
them,
they gave us hands - the sinful fruits of twilight
We love our land sorrowfully
as they loved it
their grey heads we love, fertility they gave us.
BLOODY
GROUND-FERTILE LAND. |
