LYRICS

Ivan Dimitar saying
Demetrius brother, Dimitur.
On how he returned from work abroad
college right Does not gf.
Do you eaten from Gurbeti
or his runs luck.

neither I ate Gurbeti,
nor my luck run.
crossed the city passed
end poor to sit.
only girl making love
good maid Comely.

End poor us went
for me She will your eyes.
Whether water scalded me
or pakra hit me.
From here sprasno Do not eat
thereon ill soar.