LYRICS

Here where I was born
end of god blessed
with Rosno flower decorating
are our wives, Good grief,
Belonogata and good nurses.

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Let’s drink to izvieme
tight right Bulgarian horo.
Where stepped cups breaking,
but not for the better?!

In this sunny land
grown for our children,
male offspring cradling,
to pistols, Good grief
with spicy grew up drinking milk Bulgarians.

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