USTANAK NA ZAPADU Sred prolećne zore ta večer nas prenu Strah u grlu hrabrost sputa Slušah, Ćutke ustadoh I radio isključih Bez zvijezda noć, Skoro na me red će doć', Vlak čekat' neću, Krvnika krv proliću Što blješti za šumom, što razveja tminu, Boj se ljuti Sanom bije Gledah, Suze naviru I, tiho plačuć', pođoh "Hrvatski narode! Božja providnost i volja našeg saveznika, te mukotrpna višestoljetna borba hrvatskog naroda i velika požrtvovnost našeg Poglavnika doktora Ante Pavelića, te ustaškog pokreta u zemlji i inozemstvu odredili su da danas pred dan Uzkrsnuća Bozjeg Sina, uzkrsne i naša Nezavisna Država Hrvatska!" Slušah, Ćutke ustadoh I radio isključih Gledah, Suze naviru I, tiho plačuć', pođoh Sad natrag ne mogu pred puške kad stadoh, S novom zorom domu poć' ću UPRISING IN THE WEST Amidst the spring we were startled by the dark The courage hampered by the fear stuck in throat I listened, Quietly I stood up And turned off the radio Starless night, Soon it will be my turn (to leave), Yet I’ll not wait for the train, (But instead) spill the blood of the butchers What glares behind the forest scattering the dark, A fierce battle is fought on Sana river I watched, Tears in my eyes, And I left, silently weeping "Croatian people! By God's providence and the will of our ally, as well as the painful age-old battle of Croatian people and great sacrifice of our Leader dr Ante Pavelic, as well as the Ustashe at home and abroad have determined that today, a day ahead of the day of Resurrection of the Son of God, so too is resurrected our Independent State of Croatia!" I listened, Quietly I stood up And turned off the radio I watched, Tears in my eyes, And I left, silently weeping Once I faced the rifles, there could be no way back, Just as the dawn will rise so too I will return home

PUT NA BRAČ Azurno more i Ploče Okupaše luč kad k Makarskoj krenuh Sumartin! - K Supetru cestama novim produžih Kaldrmom Milnu napustih, more kroz bor vidjeh!... Dvadeset i petu zimu bračke hridi vali rone, Djeda Đorđa sve još riječi zvone... Sve utihne, tu riječ u oku svakom gledah: „Tu mjesto vam nije!” - za me luči nesta Znajuć' da viječita negdašnja mržnja ostaće Jecaj u grlu zastade, prošaptah poslijednje... Dvadeset i petu zimu bračke hridi vali rone, Djeda Đorđa sve još riječi kao toga dana zvone „Rat i ovdje zbilja poče”, kao juče starog čujem, Petog avgusta prošaptah: „Zbogom!...” Zbogom!... Zbogom!... Zbogom zauvijek!... Zbogom!... Zbogom!... Zbogom zauvijek!... A TRIP TO BRAČ Azure sea and Ploče Bathed in sunlight as I headed on to Makarska Sumartin! - I drove the new roads to Supetar Via cobblestone road I left Milna and saw the sea through the pines!... For twentyfive years battered are the scaurs of Brač, The words of old man Đorđe still ring in the air... As everything stood still I saw the line in every eye: "You don’t belong here!" - for me the light was gone Knowing the eternal hate of bygone days shall stay I choked as I held one final sob and whispered... For twentyfive years battered are the scaurs of Brač, The words of old man Đorđe still ring in the air “The war!”, I heard and saw him tremble, On the 5th of August we all said farewell... Farewell!... Farewell!... Farewell forver!... Farewell!... Farewell!... Farewell forver!...

BOJ ZA ILOVAJSK Sumračno more što nemaše dna, Pod strunama pleše nezavisnaja; Mladeži zlatna, u zlatan si čas Svih ruku pokritih u krvi rođen pas Finem respice finem... S juga na sever preliven je Don I silna je gora - silan je Hton; Zlatnom je sabljom lav stezao grad A sumračnom niti rezao si vrat Finem respice finem... Prvi - zdesna! - drugi - na levo gledaj! Ne možemo van - svuda su oko nas! Osmeh zlatom sija junak dok govori na paradi... Prvi - zdesna! - drugi - na levo gledaj! Ne možemo van - svuda su oko nas! Osmeh zlatom sija junak dok govori na paradi ponosan... Silnog je sila i pravo je moć, Ugljena tmina na istok će poć'; Al' kruna već pada i zateže vrat I nedrima crnim ih proždere grad! Finem respice finem... Sunca su šahte što nemaše dna, Zlatna je zemlja neosvojiva; Junak ne ljubi kad skažu mu "ne", A lav koji laže izgubiće sve... Finem respice finem... BATTLE OF ILOVAISK A bottomless sea with murk and twilight filled, Independent is the dancer hung on strings; Oh ye golden youth, your golden hour has come To be the noble cutthroats, mongrels born in blood Anticipate the end... The Don diverted now flows from north from south, And fierce is the mound - fierce is Chthon; With golden sabre the lion choked the town He strung a dusky cord with which he was torn down Anticipate the end... The first one – on the right, the second – on the left! We cannot break out – they are all over us! The smile shines with gold as the hero speaks on the parade... The first one – on the right, the second – on the left! We cannot break out – they are all over us! The smile shines with gold as the hero speaks on the pride parade... The fierce one is fierce and the might makes right, The coal-jet darkness will follow in sun’s wake; Yet the crown is falling and strangling the neck And the town embraced them in the jet pits beneath Anticipate the end... The endless mines’ jet now awash with the sun, Golden is the unconquered unyielding land; The hero hates when you reject the peace he sees, And the lion led astray is bound to lose it all... Anticipate the end...

POD PLAVIM NEBOM Rodih se tu i tu proživeh život celi, dan je prost a noći prostih su snova platno, Kao svi i ja sám od drugih priče slušah, beše tad i slom i svakoga roda muka „Sužnjima se zvasmo!” - i kada svaki usta, ustaše moji svi i ja sa njima ustah, Očiju i srca žuči i suza punih pred slavom ja stajah, na poziv odgovorih!... Pod plavim nebom, nad zlatnim morem, moje srce ka vama leti A život svoj za nauk ja sam dao: „junaka” je stid, a slava je laž... Bez kraja je stepa a hrabrost moja kopni, novac je sad krv i danak na zapad teče Uzmite krv moju al' dušu zemlji dajem i nebu da grehe sve moje crne proste „Javi se i sačuvaj me dok ne dođe, ona zna da si mi drug...” Pod plavim nebom, nad zlatnim morem, moje srce ka vama leti A život svoj za nauk ja sam dao: „junaka” je stid, a slava je laž... UNDER THE BLUE SKY Here I was born and here I lived my life, the day is simple, the night but a canvas of simple dreams, As any, I heard the tales from others, as it was a time of trouble and no hardship were we strangers to “Slaves we were!” – and when everyone stood up, my own stood up and I stood up with them, Tears I shed and my heart ached as I stood before the glory, answering the call!... Under the blue sky, above the golden sea, my heart flies towards you And I gave my life for this single lesson: the “hero” is left with shame, and the glory’s stained with lies... Endless is the steppe and my courage wanes, the money is now our blood, trickling ever westward, Take my blood away but my soul I give onto the land and sky so that they may forgive my blackest sins "Answer the call and keep me safe until she comes, she knows that you are my friend..." Under the blue sky, above the golden sea, my heart flies towards you And I gave my life for this single lesson: the “hero” is left with shame, and the glory’s stained with lies...

SEJM U LUBLINU Zbor zemelj kojim Ivan sverši s igom Digoše velikana palog na noge Oluja s istoka ponese Nikolu put Lublina Da navek zakrepi i da Krunu i knjažestvo objedini... ...u jednu opštu stvar!... Uslove litvanske k sejmu u Lublinu prinesoše al' sve do jednog šlahti ih Pod temelj sopstveni ukopaše Vašu oholost rusь odbiće! Zlatnu voljnost Podolje, Kijev i Volin litvansku nek' razgore Unija oboih narodov, san nedosanjan - svetla luč sve Evrope Litovski barjak je u Lublin vratio Jan Hodkevič Uslove molba zameni da kruna uzeto bar delom da... ...bar deo uzetog! Vojvodstva odbiše, podlasko prvo ispred jednakih Na kolenima Zigmuntu službu i vernost Litva obeća!... Naša sila i pad biće naš... Zlatnu voljnost Podolje, Kijev i Volin litvansku nek' razgore Unija oboih narodov, san nedosanjan - svetla luč sve Evrope THE ASSEMBLY OF LUBLIN Ivan’s gathering of lands brought the end of struggle And made the fallen giant stand on its feet The eastern storm brought Nikola to Lublin To strengthen eternally And to unify the Duchy and the Crown... ...in one common cause!... The Lithuanian terms were presented and laid bare Yet they were all, down to the last, Rejected in favor of the wishes of the Crown Your arrogance shall be rejected by the Rus’! May Podolia, Kiev and Volyn ignite the Lithuanian thirst for freedom The union of both peoples, the unspoken dream - the beacon bright of all of Europe The Lithuanian banner returned with Jan Hodkevich, The terms gave way to pleas – may the Crown return that which it took... ...at least some of the lands! The duchies refused, Podlachia first among the equals Kneeling before Zygmunt Service and fidelity Lithuania promised!... Our strength will also be our fall... May Podolia, Kiev and Volyn ignite the Lithuanian thirst for freedom The union of both peoples, the unspoken dream - the beacon bright of all of Europe

MIGRACIONA POLITIKA UNIJE Zvezdana luč odagna crvenu zoru Beda (nemaština) nestade Ratna pobeda - a poraz donese nam mir Gleda bog... Kraljica kritska u nedrima sačuvaše Zvezdani plašt - znamen voljnosti Jecaj, plač i smeh, i zdravica za novi svet Svi će... Omnia cum pretio Zlatna voljnost dalekim je stala snom Pacta sund servanda Knosos danas jedno krije - zver Minotaura... Potop sad ceh vlastelina smene stade Pre nego voljnost plašt beše cepь Ratna pobeda - a poraz donese nam mir Gleda bog... Zvezdani plašt minojskim je vonjem prožet Strašna je kob jedra zvezdanog Jecaj, plač i smeh, i zdravica za novi svet Svi će... Omnia cum pretio Zlatna voljnost dalekim je stala snom Pacta sund servanda Knosos danas jedno krije - zver Minotaura... IMMIGRATION POLICY OF THE UNION The starlight chased away the blood-red dawn Misery and poverty disappeared in an instant A victory in war – yet the defeat came with peace The God sees all... The Cretan queen kept safe in her bossom The star-spangled cape – the omen of liberty A whimper, glee and tears, a toast for the new world All shall... All comes with a cost The Golden Liberty is now but a distant dream A deal must be kept Knossos hides nothing but the beast Minotaur The cost of flood now lies on the lord of change Rather than liberty the omen became a chain A victory in war – yet the defeat came with peace The God sees all... The star-spangled cape wraught with Minoan stench Horrible is the doom of the star-spangled sail A whimper, glee and tears, a toast for the new world All shall... All comes with a cost The Golden Liberty is now but a distant dream A deal must be kept Knossos hides nothing but the beast Minotaur

KRV TEČE VISLOM S avgusta je Visla Grehe k moru nosila Zlatna luč voljnosti Druge reči Istok i zapad ranjše zori jarko Obasja sutonom S okom slepim zapada praške zvezde grohot umah zamre S avgusta po oktobru je išla žetva zlatnih luči dnjej prošlih čto nekad će doći Duše voljne oruđem su tuđe žetve stala grobova nemih u nedrima Visle Tamna luč prošlih let Trećoj reči Husarska krila drskosti je dala S avgusta se žanje Vislo, žeteoca nam dari S avgusta po oktobru je išla žetva zlatnih luči dnjej prošlih čto nekad će doći Duše voljne oruđem su tuđe žetve stala grobova nemih u nedrima Visle S avgusta po oktobru sejali smo so S oktobra po avgustu sejali smo so VISTULA RUNS RED From August Visla carried sins to the sea The golden light of Liberty Of the Second Republic Eastward and westward before the dawn Glared with the twilight bright With a blind eye Of the west, the star of Prague’s march stood still From August to October we picked the golden rays of bygone days that one day will surely come The free souls became the tools of harvest of the silent graves in the depths of Vistula river The dark light of bygone years Of the Third Republic Gave the hussar’s wings to Arrogance From August the fruits are picked Vistula, provide us with harvesters From August to October we picked the golden rays of bygone days that one day will surely come The free souls became the tools of harvest of the silent graves in the depths of Vistula river From August to October we sowed salt From October to August we sowed salt

GUTA POD BRODAMI Trošni mramor - spomen minuvših let Trena kada stražem zapad vašim stade Al' iskrenom beše samo polza sopstvena Zlatna je krv Guti Penjackoj Zlatne je volje Sna davna gibelj Mačem od zlata Ploda od krvi Zalud litoj Navek kletoj Neizbeljenoj... Prošlost grešna - zavet sramotnih let Bez imalo stida laž monetom stade Al' mira im sve još ne da Guta Penjacka Krv čija laž rđom prevrati Zlatne je volje Sna davna gibelj Mačem od zlata Ploda od krvi Zlatne je volje Sna davna gibelj Mačem od zlata Ploda od krvi Zalud litoj Navek kletoj Neizbeljenoj... Zaludne su laži, zaludni sni Jer večni su bol i pravda Guti Penjackoj GUTA NEAR BRODI Crumbled marble - a monument of bygone years When the West, feeling pity, took you as a charge Yet only in their selfishness was there any honesty For golden is the blood of Guta Penyacka Of the Golden Liberty Is the lang syne dream’s death By the sword of gold By the fruit of blood Spilt in vain Always cursed Unbleached... Sinful past – a legacy of shameful years Shamelessly, over time, the lie became the currency Still no peace to mind comes from Guta Penyacka Blood of which changes lies into rust Of the Golden Liberty Is the lang syne dream’s death By the sword of gold By the fruit of blood Of the Golden Liberty Is the lang syne dream’s death By the sword of gold By the fruit of blood Spilt in vain Always cursed Unbleached... Meaningless are lies, meaningless dreams For eternal are the pain and truth of Guta Penyacka

MIR I STABILNOST Novoga veka stari je mir Solnca sutona I snova svet što sozdasmo mi Sav u ognju nesta Ja sudbu shvatam - poraza kob večna stradanja Al' mira nemam sve dok sam živ Podići ću palo Hvaljen član kruga sada kad nas nema Mir i stabilnost - zaključak opela No večni nisu - prolazi sve Rota volvitur Mir i stabilnost - zaludno sve Caveat ruinam! Hvaljen član kruga sada kad nas nema Mir i stabilnost - zaključak opela PEACE AND STABILITY Of the new age is the old world The sun of twilight And yet again the world which we created Disappears in fire I understand the fate - the doom of failure Eternal suffering But I cannot have peace for as long as I live I will bring back up the fallen Praised member of the circle now that we are gone Peace and stability – a requiem’s conclusion But they are not eternal - all things must pass The wheel turns eternally Peace and stability - all is in vain Thou should fear thy ruin Praised member of the circle now that we are gone Peace and stability – a requiem’s conclusion