Kad pogledam sa Jaračkog1
When I look from the Jaračko1
vidim divan grad
I see a wonderful town
lijepi Kladanj, divnu rijeku,
the beautiful Kladanj, a stunning river
mio zavičaj
my dear homeland
Oj, ti rijeko krivudava,
Oh, you curvy river,
puna žubora,
full of gurlgling,
kraj tebe sam svoju mladost
I have left my youth
Majsko sunce, poljsko cvijeće,
The sun in may, field flowers,
miris ljiljana,
the smell of lilies,
teferiče kraj Drinjače2
the parties next to the Drinjača3
Sad je nebo iznad Kladnja
Now the sky above Kladanj
puno granata,
is full of shells,
hoće Kladanj da uništi
the enemy's hand
ruka dušmanska
wants to destroy Kladanj4
Čuj me, silo razbojnička
Hear me, oh force of brigands
iza tenkova
behind your tanks
pobijedit će moja duša
my soul will defeat
vaša oružja!
your weapons!
Duša puna merhameta,
My soul is full of mercy,
prava bosanska
a true Bosnian one
u miru će mirisati
in peace will
polje ljiljana
the field of lilies be smelling