Janičar [English translation]

As wild wind as fire

In the midst of a fierce battle

A warrior ignited

The village where he was born

Fiend had taken a son

From its mother's arms

Now that son curses his destiny

Because he is a Janissary

On the hearth in front of a desolate home

A old women was crying

Above her sword is raised

From hand of a warrior who want to kill her

Fiend had taken a son

From its mother's arms

Now that son curses his destiny

Because he is a Janissary

Please don't do it, my son

don't do it, have mercy!

I am your mother, because I recognize

Your a birthmark above a lip

Fiend had taken a son

From its mother's arms

Now that son curses his destiny

Because he is a Janissary

A young Janissary got off a horse

He threw a sword, he let a tear

Mother wanted to say something

But she kept quiet!

Fiend had taken a son

From its mother's arms

Now that son curses his destiny

Because he is a Janissary

• Artist:Predrag Cune Gojković