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Lyric:
ENG - Smoluca
Summer, August of '92
Was full of sadness and grief.
Burning wounds were bleeding,
Tinja and Smoluća were being defended heroically.
For three long, desolate months
They were surrounded from all sides.
Everything was spinning in a circle day by day,
And life was a step away from death.
The enemies were waiting like hungry wolves,
Waiting for the right moment, with daggers in their hands.
And then true heroes, brothers Guardsmen arrived
To save the boy and the weeping mother
It was a painful wound to all of us,
Those last hot days of August.
Burning wounds were bleeding,
Tinja and Smoluća were being defended heroically.
Faces drenched with tears and joy,
A flock of tired, wounded birds.
Even the rocks had begun to weep.
The encirclement had been getting tighter and tighter.
The enemies were waiting like hungry wolves,
Waiting for the right moment, with daggers in their hands.
And then true heroes, brothers Guardsmen arrived
To save the boy and the weeping mother
