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Come back to me, mountain

1.
Come, come back to me, mountain
In my dream.
Mountain, come...
I'll pray to God.

I'll ask the wind
If it saw my father
The fragrance of my country
To bring back to me.

I never thought
That I'd miss you so much
And the winds blew
And it rained
And all the way to New York
A big wave came over the ocean.

I said nothing. I knew
That was you, my old country.
When the water sprinkled
All over my hair
I thought I was in heaven.

I'd cry...but I won't, I won't
No, I won't give in
And you should know
That till death
In my heart I will carry you.

All those paths and valleys
And the road in the woods
And when the rains and the wind
Came down the Učka mountain
When I was not close to you
And when I fell in love
I always loved you
I was always with you.

But tell me something, my country
Tell me that you will never forget me.
Neither will I forget you
No, I will never be able to.

2.
Indeed, I have to tell you
That New York is very beautiful too
And there are so many things to see
I swear that's true
That I lost my breath for you
I couldn't go on without you...
I could not tell you
How my heart was suffering
And for four days
I stayed in bed.

I remember
How I took cows to the water
And how my father worked in the fields.

And mother was complaining
That I don't work hard enough,
And I said nothing
I just kept reading my book.

When the night and rain came
I moved closer to the lamp
To see better
And she kept saying:
‘Come on, do this, here's how.'

I just kept quiet
I knew I could not win
And she said:
‘What will come out of you?'

Come on, if you won't do so
And if you won't listen to me
We'll send you to America
And you'll be...
With someone who will work for you
You won't need to work in the fields.

My mother didn't understand
Why I read all these books.
And I told her:
‘Mother, sell the cow,
My father's and my sweat is not enough'.

And she said: ‘Can't you tell
How much one and one is?
Or how many fingers there are on your hand?

And I said:
‘Mother, I want to go to school.
I want to learn about everything
To live in the world, how come
You don't understand that?'

And I'm remembering all this again
And again...
I don't know where all the years have gone.
I don't know any more what's going and what's coming back.
When I write to my friend I just say:
‘All is well!'
But America is not
Close to my heart any more.

And one more thing:
How much I would like it,
Dear God...
If all this would
Come back to me in my dream.

But if not,
I'll keep my eyes closed
And forever imagine that we are together
My village and my mountain and valley
Even if that's not so.

I would come to you, my country, I would
But I can't go back.
No, no, I won't dance either.
You will never know how much I miss you
Now, farewell, the rain has got me wet
And I'm cold.
I have to go
I want to dry off.

(I'll see you in my dream.)