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| genre        = [[Novokompovana narodna muzika|Novokompovana]]
| genre        = [[Novokompovana narodna muzika|Novokompovana]]
| length        = {{Duration|m=4|s=00}}
| length        = {{Duration|m=4|s=00}}
| label        = [[Nina Trejd]]
| label        = [[Nina Trejd|Nina Trade]]
| producer      = [[Željko Grujić|Жељко Грујић]]
| producer      = [[Željko Grujić|Жељко Грујић]]
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====Music video====
====Music video====
The video opens up with of crosses atop churches as the bells ring. Various shots of Knin castle and the surrounding area are shown with a car driving by in one of the shots. Baja, once again in the suit he wore for the first version of Ne dam Krajine wanders the castle grounds. Shots of Baja from afar and close up interchanged when he sings. After the chorus, shots of the area are seen with parts of the castle, churches in the ruins, and other buildings in the area being showcased.
The video opens up with of crosses atop churches as the bells ring. Various shots of Knin castle and the surrounding area are shown with a car driving by in one of the shots. Baja, once again in the suit he wore for the first version of [[Ne dam Krajine (Song)|Ne dam Krajine]] wanders the castle grounds. Shots of Baja from afar and close up interchanged when he sings. After the chorus, shots of the area are seen with parts of the castle, churches in the ruins, and other buildings in the area being showcased.


==Lyrics==
==Lyrics==
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===Lyrics (English):===
===Lyrics (English):===
<poem lang="en">
<poem lang="en">
[TBA]
I remember as if I’m watching, my grandmother leads me to church,
Next to me, people are kissing and shouting "Christ is born!"
 
It’s Christmas, it’s Christmas, the guns are firing,
And grandmother is preparing the Christmas bread, but I’m not there
 
Old father brings the yule log, I can still see that picture,
Frost is in the hair of the bell ringer on the bell tower
 
It’s Christmas, it’s Christmas, the guns are firing,
And grandmother is preparing the Christmas bread, but I’m not there
 
My little fingers are trembling, grandmother leads me to church,
"Come on, son, cross yourself and say 'Christ is born!'"
 
It’s Christmas, it’s Christmas, the guns are firing,
And grandmother is preparing the Christmas bread, but I’m not there
</poem>
</poem>
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