Pesma kosovskih junaka

"Песма косовских јунака"
Song by Хор музиколошког институт САНУ
English title	Song of the Heroes of Kosovo
Released	April 1989
Genre	Novokompovana

"Pesma kosovskih junaka" (Serbian Cyrillic: "Песма косовских јунака", lit. "Song of the Heroes of Kosovo"), most commonly known as "Boj na Kosovu" (Serbian Cyrillic: "Бој на Косову", lit. "Battle of Kosovo"), is a folk song written by Ljubomir Simović. Originally appearing in the 1989 film Boj na Kosovu (Serbian Cyrillic: "Бој на Косову") under the name "Pesma kosovskih boraca" (Serbian Cyrillic: "Песма косовских бораца", lit. "Song of the Kosovo Fighters"), it has since been covered many times under different names. A cover from 1994 by folk singer Nikola Urošević Gedža, "Boj na Kosovu" is the most popular rendition.

Music and lyrics

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Lyrics

Lyrics: Hriste Bože, raspeti i sveti Srpska zemlja kroz oblake leti Leti preko nebeskih visina Krila su joj Morava i Drina Zbogom prvi nerođeni sine Zbogom ružo, zbogom ruzmarine Zbogom leto, jeseni i zimo Odlazimo da se ne vratimo Na tri sveto i na tri sastavno Odlazimo na Kosovo ravno Odlazimo na suđeno mesto Zbogom majko, sestro i nevesto Zbogom prvi nerođeni sine Zbogom ružo, zbogom ruzmarine Zbogom leto, jeseni i zimo Odlazimo da se ne vratimo Kad je draga da odlazim čula Za kalpak mi neven zadenula Kad je draga da odlazim čula Za kalpak mi neven zadenula Zbogom prvi nerođeni sine Zbogom ružo, zbogom ruzmarine Zbogom leto, jeseni i zimo Odlazimo da se ne vratimo

Lyrics (English): Christ God, crucified and holy Serbian land flies through the clouds Flies over the heavenly height Its wings are Morava and Drina Goodbye first unborn son Goodbye rose, goodbye rosemary Goodbye summer, fall, and winter We are leaving, never to return To three holy and to three components We are leaving to flat Kosovo We are leaving to fated land Goodbye mother, sister and bride Goodbye first unborn son Goodbye rose, goodbye rosemary Goodbye summer, fall, and winter We are leaving, never to return When my dear heard that I was leaving For my Kalpak, a marigold was thrown on When my dear heard that I was leaving For my Kalpak, a marigold was thrown on Goodbye first unborn son Goodbye rose, goodbye rosemary Goodbye summer, fall, and winter We are leaving, never to return