Lastavica
The Swallow
Lasto, ptico milaproljeća vjesniče!Jesi li umornaod dugoga leta?
Swallow, darling bird,herald of the spring!Are you tired outfrom your lengthy flight?
Volim tebe, lasto!Ti mi nosiš srećei toplo proljeće.Puno divno cvijeta.
How I love you, swallow!You bring luck and cheerand warm spring each year,flowers fair and bright.
Vraćaš mi se, lasto,sa svojim cvrkutom.Tvoje toplo gnijezdogledajuć' uživam.
Swallow, back you comewith your chirping sound;watching your warm nestfills my heart anew.
Miris cvijeta širišrascvjetanim vrtom.U tvoj stari domja te rado primam.
Blossom scent you spreadthrough the garden all around;to your old home groundI gladly welcome you.
Kada dođe jesen,srce me zazebe.S odlaskom svojimstvaraš meni sjetu.
When the autumn comes,my heart starts to freeze;as you fly away,you leave me sad and blue.
Išao bih s tobomu tople krajeve,ali krila nemamda letim po svijetu.
I'd go with you, swallow,to warm lands overseas,but I have no wingsto fly the whole world through.