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Translation
Here I come, my people
Good evening, my friends
Who would mix the cards if there were no us
We're sitting next to the table tonight
And I can see that half of us isn't here
But our songs are here forever
Chorus:
Here I come, my people
I came for a bevanda*
Our vine is still alive
And it's still climbing up the veranda
Here I come, my beautiful ones
May the white seagull fly
The song has always been
Dalmatia's sacred law
Take care of islands and olive trees, my son
When I fall asleep, remember my words
Chorus
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Mladen Grdović: Top 3
| 1. | Sve za ljubav |
| 2. | Nije u šoldima sve |
| 3. | Dalmatinac sam |
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* - beverage made of red wine and water