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Bijelo Dgme
Miscellaneous
Spit and Sing My Yugoslavia
Violence and injustice fall,
The day of judgment has dawned on you,
The darkness of the night rages from us,
The day has dawned on us
Spit and sing!
Spit and sing, my Yugoslavia!
Mother and stepmother, my sorrow and consolation.
My heart, my old house,< br/>My quince from the closet,
My bride, my beauty,
My poor queen,
Jugo, Jugice...
This bread, here I am breaking,
My Yugoslavia,
Better days for you too,
Horses unsaddled
Who doesn't grow teeth here,
Well, his mother is crying
He will never find a pack here,
Who doesn't learn to howl
Yugoslavia on their feet,
Sing so they can hear you,
Who doesn't listen to the song,
They will listen to the storm!
This bread, here I am breaking,
My Yugoslavia,
For you and better days,
Unsaddled horses,
My heart, my old house,
My quince from the closet,
My bride , my beauty,
My poor queen
Yugoslavia on your feet,
Sing so they can hear you,
Who does not listen to the song,
They will listen to the storm
Yugoslavia on feet,
Sing so they can hear you,
He who does not listen to the song,
He will listen to the storm