Znaš li odakle si, sine
Do you know where you're from, my son?
pogledaj planine sive
look at gray mountains
Zejtinlikom cveće procvalo
Through Zajetinilik flowers have blossomed
Šumadijom sunce zasjalo
Sun has shined through Šumadija
A, ovo je Srbija
And, this is Serbia
govore grobovi ratnika
the graves of warriors speak
iz slavnog vremena
from the glorious time
Cvetovi kao od vina
Flowers like made of wine
stihovi ratnih sudbina
verses of war destinies
još cvetaju kao nekada
still blossom like before
kraj Drine sa cvetnih livada
by Drina, from the flowery meadows
Proći ćeš puteve duge
You’ll pass long paths
videćeš krajeve druge
you‘ll see other places
ponesi odavde jedan cvet
take one flower from here
nek' svi vide, nek' zna ceo svet
may everybody see, may the whole word know....