Četiri stađuna

S rukom za ruku su čet'ri stađuna
moji se dani kroz vrime vuku
s teplim i ladnim život se miša
žari me sunce, pere me kiša.

S rukom za ruku su čet'ri stađuna
ča daje gazin, vrime mi biži
stađuni moji, još od početka
korak, po korak, kraju su bliži.

Stađuni, stađuni moji
di je sad ono proliće cvitno?
Stađuni, stađuni moji,
i lipo lito, vedro i sritno?
Dok jesen stare lišće na stazi
ruke mi stišću od zime mrazi.
Stađuni, stađuni moji,
stađuni.

S rukom za ruku su čet'ri stađuna
ko će izdurat, do kraja gazit?
Jedni će nestat ka' da ji nima
na me će pazit još samo zima.

 Four Seasons

Hand by hand four seasons go
my days through the time crawl
with warm and cold the life mingles
the sun burns me, and the rain washes me.

Hand by hand four seasons go
the more I walk, the more the time escapes
my seasons, from the beginning
step by step, are closer to the end.

Seasons, my seasons
where is now that flowery spring?
Seasons, my seasons,
where is the beautiful summer, clear and happy?
When the automn leaves on the trail fall
my hands are bitten by the winter frost.
Seasons, my seasons,
seasons.

Hand by hand four seasons go
who will endure, and tread to the end?
Some will disappear, as if they were not here
and only the winter will take care about me.