I am 100 Kila baby and I just want to remind,
we live in a awesome and beautiful country
Her name is Bulgaria!
Hands up
The Kila baby
Hey!
I made this song when I heard,
we've lost somehow our Bulgarian soul.
Welcome to Bulgaria this is my country
and we love here to walk with head up.
Welcome up here, high in the mountain
slide on the beach, there's the Kila
Here's Dobroudja, the golden rives,
and the biggest stars,
are in Golden sands.
At the sea from gloss and from the parties screams,
Brand new S-classes parking supervisors.
We're only nation, there's no longer a country,
because our country loves a lot,
but it will come the time here
there will be other needing, in our own country
we'll be strangers.
Other will cut the bread and will be writing the rules,
don't sell the land, you're embarrassing the kids.
I want our country to be for our kids.
I want in our sea and our mountain
and if we're flowers,
we need land and to everyones needs
and water, and light.
Water from the rivers, coming from the mountains,
protect the forests, our ancestors' land,
you're harming the childrens, scr*w the cash...
The bullet with the return and to them you're hit.
Respect to all languages,
to all races and nationalities,
I love them in bulgarian.
Cyril and Methodius.
I want bulgarian women
to give birth to bulgarian childs
and we all to live in a bulgarian land.
To be happy and educated, here and infront of World
and with honour to tell
about the small Bulgaria.
I am the Kilata, not aria of the glory,
I share my love of my Bulgaria