Bulgaria

Travel along the centuries
Past the rotten empires
Where men have fought and died
Many tried to conquer,
Every try has failed
No one can bury pride
Arrows, stones and bullets
Many bitter blows
It couldn’t pierce the soul
Mountains fill the landscape
Eastwards to the sea
Look the young girls dancing
Hear all the rhythm
You’ll find your heart
Bulgaria
Bulgaria
She’s the latest dancer
Here are the rivers
You’ll find your heart
Have you seen the young girls dancing?
Have you heard the rhythm?
And have you found you heart?
Have you seen the mountain?
Can you hear me sing?
Bulgaria!