وتغرّد الطيور الأخرى وتغرّد الطيور الأخرى

Vrane grakću prije zore, cvrkuću i druge ptice: Bože mili, Bože dragi, nama treba tvoje lice! Ne trebaju nam orasi, kukuruzi i pšenice, Bože mili, Bože dragi, nama treba tvoje lice! Svijet je čarka, svijet je varka, On ispari poput daha. Ljudi pate, drugog trate rad kučina, rad sitnice. Bože mili, Bože dragi, nama treba tvoje lice! Sve što gledaš, sve što vidiš, Nikad nećeš vidjeti jasno Dok u srcu žive tmice. Bože mili, Bože dragi, nama treba tvoje lice! Insan luta s pravog puta, Zavode ga sjene, mašta, traži onog koji dijeli pravi put od stranputice. Bože mili, Bože dragi, nama treba tvoje lice! Idu dani i dekike, proširi brate ti vidike, u čvor sveži jezik gladni, propašće sve izjelice. Bože mili, Bože dragi, nama treba tvoje lice! Ako imaš prijatelja, nemaš više pustih želja, čuvaj ga ko dio sebe, proklete su razmirice! Bože mili, Bože dragi, nama treba tvoje lice! A kad prođe vrijeme sijela i ustrepti duša cijela pred tajnom tom iznad brijega, nek te prate rijetke ptice. Bože mili, Bože dragi, nama treba tvoje lice! O LORD, WE NEED YOUR FACE The crows are cawing before dawn, Other birds are singing too: O dear Lord, O gracious Lord, We need to behold Your face! We do not need the walnuts, The corn and fields of wheat, O dear Lord, O gracious Lord, We need to behold Your face! The world is strife, the world deceives, It vanishes like a breath. People suffer, hurt each other For a trifle, for mere chaff. O dear Lord, O gracious Lord, We need to behold Your face! All you look at, all you see, You will never clearly see While the darkness dwells within your heart. O dear Lord, O gracious Lord, We need to behold Your face! Humankind strays from the righteous path, Led astray by shadows and dreams, Searching for the one who can tell The true path from the crooked way. O dear Lord, O gracious Lord, We need to behold Your face! Days and minutes pass us by, Broaden your horizons, brother; Tie up tight that hungry tongue, All the gluttons shall perish. O dear Lord, O gracious Lord, We need to behold Your face! If you have a friend beside you, You need no more vain desires. Guard that friend as part of yourself — Cursed be all strife and quarrels! O dear Lord, O gracious Lord, We need to behold Your face! And when the hours of gathering end, And your whole soul begins to tremble Before that mystery beyond the hill, May rare birds accompany you. O dear Lord, O gracious Lord, We need to behold Your face!