Ustani, bane

Bilo je to godine, devetsto i treće,
Kad su našu Hrvatsku stigle nesreće.
Mađarske zastave digo Hedervary
Silom hoće Hrvatsku da nam pomađari.

Ustani bane, Hrvatska te zove, zove,

Ustani bane Jelačiću!

Nema junaka, nema Hrvata,
Kao što je bio Jelačić ban.
A sada njega crna zemlja krije, krije,
I zelena trava prekrila mu grob.

Slava Radiću, slava Basaričeku,
Slava svim hrvatskim velikanima.

It was the year nine hundred and three,
When trouble befell our Croatia.
Hedervary raised the Hungarian flags
Trying to forcefully Magyarize Croatia.

Rise, oh ban, Croatia calls you, calls you,

Rise, ban Jelačić!

There isn't a hero, there isn't a Croat,
Like Jelačić the ban was.
And now the black earth covers him, covers him,
And green grass covers his grave.

Glory to Radić, glory to Basariček,
Glory to all the great men of Croatia.