Arrival of The Croats (Dolazak Hrvata) In the dear heroic land, beautiful and distant, In the year of the Lord six hundred and some, A power descended on that land, Blue blood led the people. The ground trembles, stones are cracking, Through Heaven’s door, Rode up a white knight With a golden sword. “Give me a piece of sacred land, the land is a mother and a child.” Love your land, on it build your home, And protect it, through your blood you are attached to it. Love your land, love the... read more
