LYRICS

And the foothills of the Pirin Mountains - healing springs,
while in bed in a green silk Struma gently rising silver.
Here is nurtured Father Kalyuka with bravery glorious Spartacus.
you have chosen is before sweetheart bride, yl ‘children is not a hero.

Chorus Sandanski, you born, warm city of song,
my joy, my pride in my soul.
/ Sandanski / 2 warm city of song,
my joy, my pride in my soul.

Bistrica frolics tirelessly in the summer heat and snow.
in view gave me water and meekly looking sharp peaks.
Passenger clown grazhenite Chae in the eyes of the ages stop. Breathe
brightly, the air crystal - a cure for his grief found.
Chorus …

at the foot of Pirin mountains in the bosom of beauty -
birth and abide your favorite - a city of wine and love. (2)