| Još se sićan starog kampanela,
| I still remember the old campanile,
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| Starog zvona ča me budi svaki dan,
| The old bell wakes me up every day,
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| Na ponistru mater bi me pela,
| On the bottom my mother would sing me,
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| Pa bi sluša kako tuče, din-don-dan.
| So she would listen to the beating, din-don-dan.
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| On je bija moja prva srića,
| He was my first love,
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| Zbog njega ditinstvo bilo mi je raj,
| Because of him, my childhood was a paradise,
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| Zato ja se njega i sad sićan
| That's why I love him even now
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| Kad je od mene daleko rodni kraj.
| When my hometown is far from me.
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| Din-don, zvonija je stari zvon,
| Din-don, the chime is an old bell,
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| Najlipše je note meni piva,
| The most beautiful is the note menu of beer,
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| I sad zvuk mu čujen kad san sam,
| And now his sound is heard when I am asleep,
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| Samo pismu dragog zavičaja znan.
| Known only to the letter of the dear homeland.
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| Din-don, još i danas zvoni on,
| Din-don, even today he rings,
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| Uvik istu pismu meni svira,
| Always plays the same letter to me,
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| Iz daljina dopire mu glas,
| A voice comes to him from afar,
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| Sritni dani, još se uvik sićan vas.
| Happy days, little one of you.
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| On je bija moja prva srića,
| He was my first love,
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| Zbog njega ditinstvo bilo mi je raj,
| Because of him, my childhood was a paradise,
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| Zato ja se njega i sad sićan
| That's why I love him even now
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| Kad je od mene daleko rodni kraj.
| When my hometown is far from me.
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| Din-don, zvonija je stari zvon,
| Din-don, the chime is an old bell,
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| Najlipše je note meni piva,
| The most beautiful is the note menu of beer,
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| I sad zvuk mu čujen kad san sam,
| And now his sound is heard when I am asleep,
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| Samo pismu dragog zavičaja znan.
| Known only to the letter of the dear homeland.
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| Din-don, još i danas zvoni on,
| Din-don, even today he rings,
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| Uvik istu pismu meni svira,
| Always plays the same letter to me,
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| Iz daljina dopire mu glas,
| A voice comes to him from afar,
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| Sritni dani, još se uvik sićan vas. | Happy days, little one of you. |