Zaplakala šećer Đula! Osman paše verna ljuba! Moj Osmane gdje si bio? Gdje si vojsku izgubio?
Evo mene! Đulo mlada! pokraj Pljevlja starog grada! Što mi care vojske dade! To mi Đulo za njim pade! Što mi care vojske dade! To mi Đulo za njim pade!
Ropstav sam ti Đulo pao Britku sablju otpasao! Sada nemam nikog svoga Osim Boga jedinoga
Đulo mlada preudaj se! Svom Osmanu ne nadaj se! Dušman me je zarobio! Zauvjek nas rastavio!!!
English Sweet Đula cried
Sweet Đula cried Osman pasa was her true love My Osman, where have you been? Where have you lost your army?
I'm here! Bride Đula Near Pljevlja, the old city Why the tsar gave me armies That is what has fallen due to him, Đula (his army) Why the tsar gave me armies That is what has fallen due to him, Đula
I became a slave, Đula Disarmed the sharp sword Now I don't have got anyone left Besides the one and only God
Bride Đula, remarry Don't have hope for your Osman (for him to return) An enemy has turned me into a slave Seperated us forever
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