PISMO ĆALI (Ćale moj)                                                                  (u čakavskom dijalektu)

Sad san naresa doša san velik mater govori da san ti nalik, 

i da san isti ka tvoja slika, kad si se ono s materon slika. Ćale moj… 

Svak mi se ruga da si uteka - mater govori da si joj reka - 

zdravljon se kleja da ćeš se vratit, oli životon svojin to platit. 

Ćale moj, Ćale moj…                                            

Čekan te uvik da nan se vratiš, niko ne misli da svoj dug platiš 

ven da uz mater u miru živiš. pa da nan kuću opet oživiš. Ćale moj… 

Mater će umrit od velog jada - ko će pogledat na mene tada? 

Vrati se ćale puno te molin, baren brez šolda, jerbo te volin... 

Ćale moj, Ćale moj…

A LETTER TO MY FATHER (My Father)                                        (in the ča dialect)

Now that I've grown up mother says I am like you; 

and that I look the same as you when you took a picture with mother. My father… 

Everyone mocks me that you ran away - mother says you told her - 

you swore that when you are better you’ll come back  - but with your life you have to pay. 

Father, my father… 

I am waiting for you to come back to us - but nobody thinks you will pay your debt - 

to live in peace with mother, so that you can make our house alive again. My father...

Mother will die from great sorrow - who will look after me then? 

Please return father, I beg of you, Even without money, because I love you...

Father, my father...