Svetinja [English translation]

What times have come

- brother cheats a brother...

What do bad servants

of bad rulers do with all of us?

Every lie is a thorn in the crown

of our ancestors, where is the truth?

There are no words, no gifts, nor songs

that could hide my torment,

my memories.

Gold gives us, the soul of us steals,

sweet speaks

the snake from the chest.

Who is yelling my name?

WEIRD people, with WEIRD NAMES,

Cursing all that is sacred to me:

FAITH, LOVE AND HOMELAND.

On all sides mockingbirds raise their voices...

There are less days of happiness,

harmony among the people and justice.

And THE BEST among us

drink a water during the night,

hiding their WHITE FACES...

Who is yelling my name?

WEIRD people, with WEIRD NAMES,

Cursing all that is sacred to me:

FAITH, LOVE AND HOMELAND.

Who is yelling my name?

WEIRD people, with WEIRD NAMES,

Cursing all that is sacred to me:

FAITH, LOVE AND HOMELAND.

• Artist:Miroslav Škoro