The last days were so shy We know, the war is near Our wives cried every night War can't wait, war is here
Father's son is not king any more His brave uncle took the throne Tonight is the night of the great decision the biggest one since we were born
We have chosen the war of cries, The bloodiest way to the fame, Foe the freedom we will die For our families and Serbia name
Can you hear? The war song by church's bells In few days We'll know heaven or hell!
My mother, my family wish me luck Friends and swords are waiting for me Mother please don't you cry, What's going to be it will be
When I go, I won't come back My trip is long without the end Maybe, I'll be back with the glory Or I will leave this famous land
We have chosen the war of cries, The bloodiest way to the fame, Foe the freedom we will die For our families and Serbia name
Can you hear? The war song by church's bells In few days We'll know heaven or hell!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.