Moj dida i ja [English translation]

Over the fields through memories he goes,

Strong man, strong grey beard.

I remember his gaze, the warmth of his eye

And every word of his that was so deep.

Grandpa was strong like a rock,

Had a brave heart and genes made of stone.

All wisdom was woven into him

His stories taught me about everything.

“To travel the honorable way,

You should know will be hard

But only in that way you can get to

Where the eternal light shines.”

Hey, if only I could with you

Like before wait for the dawn,

look down,

from Svilaja up the Peter’s Field

My grandpa and me, two friends,

Another time – same destiny.

Mountain Svilaja is gazing at me

With the shine it eyes like his.

He drew his strength from up there,

That mountain etched his wrinkles

His cracked hands,

Like a safe harbor to me,.

How to thank him for all,

I named my son after him.

“To travel the honorable way,

You should know will be hard

But only in that way you can get to

Where the eternal light shines.”

Ref.

If I could only look down,

from Svilaja up the Peter’s Field

And to shout stronger than a storm,

So my grandpa could hear me once again.

Ref.

• Artist:Marko Perković
• Album:Bilo Jednom u Hrvatskoj