Lyrics:

Hey Milan, Serb without flaws,
Ustashe wounds murdered you,
the young widow stays at home,
she lights a candle, still hopes to see you,
why are you going there, where eternal darkness is,
when your place is among us

There is no more hero Golub,
near Cerska many Serbs died,
died with a rifle in its hands,
they were killed in agony by the Turks,

And they threw you on the grass,
and placed your head on a spike,
then they glorified Allah,
next to the head of a dead hero

Your sons keep calling your name,
avenge the head of Milan,
dear brothers, kiss the wounds,
avenge dad, fight muslims



Serbian latin:

Oj Milane, Srbine bez mane,
ustaške te umoriše rane,
osta kući udovica mlada,
sveću pali, još se tebi nada,
šta ćeš tamo gde je večna tama,
kada ti je mesto među nama

Nema više delije Goluba,
blizu Cerske postradalo Srba,
postradalo sa puškom u ruci,
mučenički pobiše ih Turci

A tebe su bacili na travu,
i na kolac nabili ti glavu,
pa su onda slavili Alaha,
pored glave mrtvoga junaka

Sinovi ti stalno ime zovu,
osvetite glavu Milanovu,
braćo mila, celivajte rane,
svet' te tatu, bite muslimane