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.
I zelena trava prekrila mu grob.

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

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

Rise, ban Jelačić!

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