Lyrics of the song:

The fire is burning on the west side,
Serbs are defending their existence again,
they fight decisively to the end,
that the cold Drina does not separate them

Let the Islam, Krauts and Latins know,
there will be no borders on the Drina,
this song is our favorite,
we will be called Greater Serbia

From Bijeljina up to Ravni Kotari,
Serbian song of old is thundering,
greetings from the Karin Sea are sent,
by solicitous sisters to their brothers on the Corridor

Let the Islam, Krauts and Latins know,
there will be no borders on the Drina,
this song is our favorite,
we will be called Greater Serbia

Everyone must know for the truth,
we will not give ours to anyone,
everywhere the blood of a heroes is flowing,
brothers, we are now Republic of Srpska

Let the Islam, Krauts and Latins know,
there will be no borders on the Drina,
this song is our favorite,
we will be called Greater Serbia



Serbian latin:

Oganj plamti sa zapadne strane,
Srbi opet svoj opstanak brane,
u boj idu odlučno do kraja,
da ih hladna Drina ne razdvaja

Neka znade islam, Švaba i Latini,
neće biti granica na Drini,
ova nam je pesma najmilija,
zvaćemo se Velika Srbija

Od Bijeljine do Ravnih Kotara,
srpska pesma odjekuje stara,
pozdrav šalju s Karinskoga mora,
brižne seje braći s Koridora

Neka znade islam, Švaba i Latini,
neće biti granica na Drini,
ova nam je pesma najmilija,
zvaćemo se Velika Srbija

Mora svako za istinu znati,
svoje nikom mi nećemo dati,
na sve strane krv junačka prska,
sad smo braćo Republika Srpska

Neka znade islam, Švaba i Latini,
neće biti granica na Drini,
ova nam je pesma najmilija,
zvaćemo se Velika Srbija