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Where Peonies Bloom

From Kosovo to here, nothing new,
They know what's ours and what's theirs
They know what's ours and what's theirs
 
Where the peonies bloom, the first serbian flowers
There the lilies will never bloom
 
Where the churches are, the saint monasteries
I was born there, and there I will die
I was born there, and there I will die
 
Where the peonies bloom, the first serbian flowers
There the lilies will never bloom
 
Our name, we will never give away
Where a Serb is born, he will stay there
Where a Serb is born, he will stay there
 
Where the peonies bloom, the first serbian flowers
There the lilies will never bloom
 

Cannon

When Serbs get stubborn
They don't care for the Yankees
For the third time, Shokci will pay
For their evil intentions.
 
Verse 2x
When a Serb fires his cannon
It roars like three hundred mines
Watch out, hey Croats
Serbs are coming from Knin.
 
Now nobody will help you
Neither Krauts nor Yankees
Everyone will lose a battle
If they get in our way.
 
Verse 2x
 
One who attacks Dinara
Will stay there dead
Krauts know this well
From now on, Croats will know it too
 
Verse 2x
 

Get up, my relatives

O black, I can't stand you any longer, any longer
Get up, my relatives in the grave, my relatives in the grave
 
When I think of the man in the grave, in the grave
Black earth, I can't look at you, can't look at
 
The Serbian woman raised a child, raised a child
To protect her faith from the Turks, from the Turks
 
Praying to God with three fingers, praying with three fingers
On St. Elijah's Uprising Day, the second day of August, the second day of August
 
There will be no brother until the mother gives birth, until the mother gives birth
Nor will there be a nephew, until the sister-in-law gives birth, until she gives birth
 
My sister gave birth to the nephew, gave birth to the nephew
To protect his uncle from the Turks, protected him from the Turks
 

Rise my family

BLACK COLOR, I CAN'T STAND YOU NO MORE CANNOT STAND YOU NO MORE
RISE, MY FAMILY FROM THE GRAVE RISE FROM THE GRAVE
WHEN I REMEMBER WHO I HAVE IN THE GRAVE WHO I HAVE IN THE GRAVE
BLACK EARTH, I CAN'T LOOK AT YOU CANNOT LOOK AT YOU
SERBIAN WOMAN HAD RAISED A SON HAD RAISED A SON
TO PROTECT HER FAITH FROM A TURK PROTECT FROM A TURK
AND PRAY TO GOD WITH THREE FINGERS PRAY WITH THREE FINGERS
ON SAINT ELIJAH'S DAY 2ND OF AUGUST ON 2ND OF AUGUST
THERE WON'T BE A BROTHER UNTIL.. MOTHER GIVES BIRTH UNTIL MOTHER GIVES BIRTH
NOR A NEPHEW UNTIL.. SISTER IN LAW GIVES BIRTH UNTIL SHE GIVES BIRTH
OH MY SISTER GIVE BIRTH TO MY NEPHEW TO MY NEPHEW
TO DEFEND HIS UNCLE FROM TURKS DEFEND FROM TURKS