Prologue

Serbocroatian English
Car Murate u Kosovo pade,
Kako pade, sitnu knjigu piše,
Te je šalje ka Kruševcu gradu,
Na koljeno Srpskom knez-Lazaru:
»Oj Lazare, od Srbije glavo!
»Nit’ je bilo, niti može biti:
»Jedna zemlja, a dva gospodara,
»Jedna raja, dva harača daje;
»Carovati oba ne možemo,
»Već mi pošlji ključe i harače,
»Zlatne ključe od svijeh gradova,
»I harače od sedam godina;
»Ako li mi to poslati ne ćeš,
»A ti hajde u polje Kosovo,
»Da sabljama zemlju dijelimo.«
Kad Lazaru sitna knjiga dođe,
Knjigu gleda, grozne suze roni.
Emperor Murat falls into Kosovo!
As he falls, a tiny letter he writes,
and sends it to the city of Kruševac,
upon the knee of Serbian prince Lazar:
»O, Lazar, head of Serbia!
neither has there been, nor can there be,
one land, but two lords;
one people giving two taxes;
we can not both reign!
But rather send to me keys and taxes,
the golden keys to all the cities
and taxes for seven years;
If you will not send me that,
then come to the field of Kosovo
to divide the land with sabres!«
When the tiny letter comes to Lazar,
he looks at the letter, dives in terrible tears.