LYRICS

Shumi Maritsa bloody,
Crying widow, spicy wounded.
march, march with our general,
In the fight to fly, enemy to beat.

Balgarski children, the world is watching us,
High to victory glorious to fly.
march, march with our general,
In the fight to fly, enemy to beat.

Lev Balkan in battle giant
hordes dushmanski leads us wings.
march, march with our general,
In the fight to fly, enemy to beat.

Young and sweltering in the vortex martial,
Nee worthy laurels to pick.
march, march with our general,
In the fight to fly, enemy to beat.