ZDRAVLJICA
Friends! gave birth
the vines are sweet to us,
which revives our veins,
the heart clears and the eye
who drowns
all worries
in depressed chest up wake up!
Komu napred veselo
toast, brothers! what the hell!
God bless our country,
God lives the whole Slovenian world,
brother all
which is us
sons of a famous mother!
In the enemies' of the clouds
rodú naj naš'ga treši gróm;
free when he was expecting,
it should continue to be the home of the Slovenes;
let it crumble
their rock
you shackles them even harder!
Unity, happiness, reconciliation
let them return to us;
the child that Glory has,
let them all reach out to each other,
of area
and with her honor,
when before, you will be ours again!
God bless you Slovenes,
beautiful, noble flowers;
there is no such thing as a bride,
when our blood is a girl;
best sons
new generation
you will be afraid of enemies!
Young men, it's drinking now
your toast, you our up;
the love of the homestead
let no one poison you;
because now you
like us
time is calling to defend her!
Long live all nations,
who long for the day
where the sun goes,
quarrel will be banished from the world,
like a compatriot
everyone will be free
no hell, only the neighbor will be the border!
Finally, friends,
let's raise the glasses for ourselves,
which is why we came together,
because we think well in the heart;
for days
let him live
everyone that makes us good is people!
ZDRAVLJICA
Prijatlji! odrodile
so trte vince nam sladkó,
ki nam oživlja žile,
srce razjásni in oko,
ki utopi
vse skrbi,
v potrtih prsih up budi!
Komú narpred veselo
zdravljico, bratje! čmo zapét'!
Bog našo nam deželo,
Bog živi ves slovenski svet,
brate vse,
kar nas je
sinov sloveče matere!
V sovražnike 'z oblakov
rodú naj naš'ga treši gróm;
prost, ko je bil očakov,
naprej naj bo Slovencov dom;
naj zdrobé
njih roké
si spone, ki jih še težé!
Edinost, sreča, sprava
k nam naj nazaj se vrnejo;
otrók, kar ima Slava,
vsi naj si v róke sežejo,
de oblast
in z njo čast,
ko préd, spet naša boste last!
Bog žívi vas Slovenke,
prelepe, žlahtne rožice;
ni take je mladenke,
ko naše je krvi dekle;
naj sinóv
zarod nov
iz vas bo strah sovražnikov!
Mladenči, zdaj se pije
zdravljica vaša, vi naš up;
ljubezni domačije
noben naj vam ne usmŕti strup;
ker zdaj vas
kakor nas,
jo sŕčno bránit kliče čas!
Živé naj vsi naródi,
ki hrepené dočakat dan,
ko, koder sonce hodi,
prepir iz svéta bo pregnan,
ko rojak
prost bo vsak,
ne vrag, le sosed bo mejak!
Nazadnje še, prijatlji,
kozarce zase vzdignimo,
ki smo zato se zbratli,
ker dobro v srcu mislimo;
dókaj dni
naj živí
vsak, kar nas dobrih je ljudi!
What is the text of your anthem?
Divno! Zdravice su veoma stara lirska vrsta, koja uz obredne pesme čini najstariji oblik narodnog pesništva. Iznikle su iz čovekove svakodnevice i potrebe da se upotpune običaji vezani za rođenja, krsno ime, svadbe, umiranje. Kao deo usmene baštine, zdravice se svrstavaju u narodne lirske običajne pesme, i za razliku od obrednih koje su se u savremeno doba izgubile iz upotrebe zajedno sa obredima uz koje su pevane, sačuvale su se do današnjih dana. Da budemo živi, zdravi i uzbrdo brzi.