Lyrics Mira Škorić – Pomiluj Mi Ranu, Najžaliju

Pomiluj Mi Ranu, Najžaliju Lyrics – Mira Škorić

Singer: Mira Škorić
Title: Pomiluj Mi Ranu, Najžaliju

Gospode, koliko sam puta kažnjena, a ne zaslužih?
Gospode, zelena mi polja gazili, dan mi gasili
Koliko se puta rastužih?
Koliko sam bitki vodila

Umrla i opet se rodila?
Pomiluj mi ranu najžaliju
Da nam polja krvlju ne zaliju
I da ne zamru mirisi

Gde su cvali irisi
I gde sam njega srela ja
Pomiluj mi ranu najžaliju
Da nam polja krvlju ne zaliju

I da ne zamru mirisi
Gde su cvali irisi
I gde sam njega srela ja
Gospode, koliko sam puta sluđena na dno padala?

Gospode, koliko me puta ranili, krv mi ledili?
Koliko sam puta stradala?
Koliko sam bitki vodila
Umrla i opet se rodila?

Pomiluj mi ranu najžaliju
Da nam polja krvlju ne zaliju
I da ne zamru mirisi
Gde su cvali irisi

I gde sam njega srela ja
Pomiluj mi ranu najžaliju
Da nam polja krvlju ne zaliju
I da ne zamru mirisi

Gde su cvali irisi
I gde sam njega srela ja
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Pomiluj Mi Ranu, Najžaliju – English Translation

Lord, how many times have I been punished and not deserved?
Gentlemen, green my fields tread, my day off to me
How many times are they sad?
How many battles have I led

Died and was born again?
Pardon my wound to the purest
That our fields do not water our blood
And that the scents do not observe

Where the iris blossomed
And where did I meet him
Pardon my wound to the purest
That our fields do not water our blood

And that the scents do not observe
Where the iris blossomed
And where did I meet him
Lord, how many times have I been served to the bottom?

Lord, how many times have I wounded me, my blood back to me?
How many times have I been killed?
How many battles have I led
Died and was born again?

Pardon my wound to the purest
That our fields do not water our blood
And that the scents do not observe
Where the iris blossomed

And where did I meet him
Pardon my wound to the purest
That our fields do not water our blood
And that the scents do not observe

Where the iris blossomed
And where did I meet him
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Lyrics Mira Škorić – Pomiluj Mi Ranu, Najžaliju

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