LYRICS

I walk on my land and bathed in soft blue,
but why tempt me the way to the world and my young cows still rages. (X2)

Chorus:
I will see many
beauty in this world and glamorous, and doomed. But
will be converted into the quiet solitude,
as far I am from Bulgaria.

They left proud of my mountain strong roots now,
in my body bitter boil water, so that I exist. (x2)

Chorus: (x3)