Panonski mornar [English translation]

I'm looking at Banat, Srem and Bačka1

From the top of Fruška Gora2

I'm looking, and there's turmoil in my soul

There was, according to books, a sea here once

It waited for me and then it dried up

I'm a born mariner like Magellan

Or even better, like Admiral Cook

In this plain among the fields I'm losing hope

A sea dog marooned in the cornfields

My sea doesn't exist

And I don't know what to do

My old man says that Danube isn't bad either

My sea doesn't exist, but

I still live in hope

That maybe someday we will meet again

My life is therefore bitter like tonic water

My despair is endless and bottomless

But luckily, there's Moon the lighthouse

Guiding me through the blue waters of dreams

Oh, why did it have to happen to me

I don't know should I cry or should I laugh

Some sailors maybe lose their ships

But to lose a sea is exceptionally bad luck

My sea doesn't exist...

1. The three parts of Vojvodina, the very flat southern part of the Panonian plain, now far from any sea, but covered by the Panonian sea millions of years ago.2. The only prominent hill in Vojvodina

• Artist:Đorđe Balašević
• Album:Panonski mornar (1979) -Singl