Odranci (Hungarian: Adorjánfalva) is a settlement and a municipality in the Prekmurje region of Slovenia. The village of Odranci is the only settlement in the municipality. Odranci is the largest settlement of the Dolinsko region, which lies between the Mura and Ledava rivers.
Odranci was attested in written sources in 1322 and 1428 as Adrianch (and as Adryanch in 1389). The name may be derived from *Odьr′anьci, based on the forgotten hydronym *Odьra; if so, the name literally means 'people living along the Odra River'. Another possibility is derivation from *Odr′anьci, based on the Latin name (H)adriānus and meaning 'people living in (H)adrian's settlement'.
The parish church in the settlement is dedicated to the Holy Trinity and belongs to the Murska Sobota Diocese. It was completed in 1967 and is an imposing octagonal building with a low dome and a triple belfry.
The flag and coat of arms of Odranci were adopted by the Municipal Authorities and published in the Official Journal of the Republic of Slovenia in 1998. The flag is rectangular, with a ratio of 1:2, vertically divided into three equal green, yellow, and red stripes, with the coat of arms set in the middle stripe. There is also a version for vertical hoisting, with the coat of arms rotated.
Gazing at the landscape, after all you'll find my fellows
there, on the tranquil traces of my white, clear land. No need to fear
opening the gates to travel, it comes so nearly
to make you feel the glorious side
Feeling free, diving into times you'll never forget, hunger for
freedom, in the silence of wintery nights, spirits herald. The wind comes
The light looses significance, throughout the night
Owl singing the dead song inside the forest of dusk uncontrolled desire rising
from above the heart strength is near to haunt you
Coming to touch your soul. Heed to the harmonious song of wise owl.
All fear fading away. By hearing the hoarse cry.
Take a look as the mighty wind will bring the flood washing your pain
takes your sorrow to far away face of the old trees glorifying the land
Calls to spirits made before you time for joining with the long breeze of day
when the wind scars the bleached faces, of the snowy land,
cold scent of the wind, brings the truth from behind different sides.
Hear them calling for precious spirits to fly dreaming the truth