Хубава си, моя горо [Hubava si moia goro] [English translation]

U r beautiful my wood

u smell of youth

but u inspire in our hearts

only sorrow and sadness

who looks at u only once

he aslways sorrows

that he can't under urs

shadows to wither away

and who becomes necessary to

leave u forever

he can't until he's alive

to forget u

ur beech-trees and oak-trees

ur thick foliage leaves

the flowers and the waters

the fat lambs, and the globe flower, and the grasses

and ur coolness

everything I'm saying,sometimes

falls like a bullit

to the heart,which is

everytime ready

to cry,when it sees

in the nature something new

when it sees how the spring

sends off the old age

and under the cold and under the snow

a life arises

• Artist:March songs