| Хубава си, моя горо, миришеш на младост, хубава си, моя горо, миришеш на младост, но вселяваш в сърцата ни само скръб и жалост, но вселяваш в сърцата ни само скръб и жалост. Който веднъж те погледне, той вечно жалее, който веднъж те погледне, той вечно жалее, че не може под твоите сенки да изтлее, че не може под твоите сенки да изтлее. А комуто стане нужда веч да те остави, a комуто стане нужда веч да те остави, той не може, дорде е жив, да те заборави, той не може, дорде е жив, да те заборави, да те заборави. |
| You're beautiful, my forest you smell of youth, but you inspire in our hearts only grief and sorrow. Whoever looks at you once, mourns eternally, unable to smoulder beneath your shadows. Your oaks and beeches, your dense leaves, and the flowers, and the waters, the fat lambs, and the peony, and the grass and your coolness, everything, I say, sometimes like a bullet falls on my heart, that is always ready to weep, when it sees the new in nature, when it sees how the spring sends the old away, and under the snow, under the cold, life begins anew. But whoever must leave you forever, he cannot forget you until he lives.
Credits Song: Bulgarian folk song Artist: Bulgarian Voices Music video: Courtesy of tvfn9 Text & translation: lyricstranslate.com (ed. H. M.) Hosted by: Droomwevers World of Music - www.droomwevers.nl Copyright: Fair use principle, for educational purposes. |