Dragoj Andreji!
To Dear Andreja!
Ovu knjigu ja Andreji dajem,unučici koju volim jako,nek' joj knjiga bude uspomena,jer to moje srce želi tako.
To Andreja I give this book of mine,my granddaughter, whom I love so dearly;may this book remain a keepsake for her,for my heart would have it so, sincerely.
Ova knjiga bit će joj milina,jer u njoj je i njezino ime.Za proslavu bilo koju njenu,često sam joj ja pisao rime.
This book will be a joy to her, for thereher own name is written, too, in rhyme;for her celebrations, every one,I have written verses many a time.
A rođendan kad je njezin bio,uz kolače i kavu smo pili,svirka nam je svu ljepotu dala,svaki puta veseli smo bili.
And whenever it was her birthday,we would have our coffee and our cake;and the music gave us all its grace:every time a merry time we'd make.
Prohujalo djetinjstvo i mladost.Udala se, sretna je uz muža,u naručju svoje čedo ljubi,sad joj život cvjeta kao ruža.
Gone her childhood, gone her youth, rushed by.She's married, happy with the man she chose;in her arms she kisses her dear child,and her life now blossoms like a rose.
S najdražima divne snove sniva,pratila ju sreća i veselje.Nek' joj život u ljepoti cvijeta:to su bake i djedine želje.
With her dearest ones she dreams sweet dreams;may good fortune go with her, and cheer.May her life bloom on in loveliness:that's the wish of Grandma and Grandpa dear.
Ovo pišem jedanaestog dana,u ožujku kad stiže proljeće,dv'je tisuće i trinaestog ljeta:nek' joj život cvjeta kao cvijeće!
Here I write it on the eleventh dayof March, the month when spring is drawing near,of the year two thousand and thirteen:may her life bloom like flowers, year on year!
Valpovo, 11. 03. 2013.
Valpovo, March 11, 2013