Translation of the song lyrics Sude Mi - Marko Perković Thompson, Miroslav Škoro

Sude Mi (original)

Knjigu pise vitez roda moga
U dalekoj zemlji okovan
Pa je salje svojoj vjernoj ljubi
Pod zidine grada bijeloga
Ej, ljube moja, moga oka vilo
Idu dani ode godina
Ej da uza me nije tvoje tilo
I da su me braca izdala
Sude mi, zato sto svoje volim
Volim najvise, sto sam branio
Moje najdraze
Sude mi, dusmani moja ljube
Ali ne znaju da je istina
Voda duboka
Ej, djeco mila, vite grane moje
Poslusajte sto vam govorim
Ej k’o ne ljubi i ne cuva svoje
Bozjeg lica nece vidjeti
Sude mi, zato sto svoje volim
Volim najvise, sto sam branio
Moje najdraze
Sude mi, dusmani moja ljube
Ali ne znaju da je istina
Voda duboka

Sude Mi (translation)

A knight born of my blood sets quill to page,
Fettered in lands where horizons are ironbound,
And sends it forth—a dove to his steadfast beloved,
Beneath the pale ramparts of the alabaster city,
O love, enchantress of my gaze, spell woven from my eyes,
The days unspool, the year drifts like mist from shore to shore,
Ah, were your form not lanterned close beside my own,
And had my brothers not turned to shadows behind me,
They pass their verdict, for the fierce flame I cherish,
Dearest to me is what I shielded at sword’s edge,
All that my soul holds precious,
They judge me, while my foes profess to love my heart,
Yet they wander blind, never tasting the marrow of truth,
Where the water runs abyssal and dark,
O children, dear shoots sprung from my valor’s tree,
Attend to the wind-sown counsel I lay at your feet,
He who shuns the embrace, who forsakes his own root,
Shall wander exiled from the countenance of God,
They pass their verdict, for the fierce flame I cherish,
Dearest to me is what I shielded at sword’s edge,
All that my soul holds precious,
They judge me, while my foes profess to love my heart,
Yet they wander blind, never tasting the marrow of truth,
Where the water runs abyssal and dark