Гэта зямля [Heta zyamlya] [English translation]

In a land where the sun gives time,

In a land where the thoughts have answers,

And pines are reaching for the sky -

This is the land where we met.

Chorus:

That place where the winds sing -

We found our truth there.

Disturbed by the songs of the soul,

We follow the traces of our love.

In a land with the gray fume of roads

A chain of dreams is showering.

Embellished with petals -

This is the land where we met,

The land where we met.

Chorus

We are going forward together

Along the native crossroads

That place where the winds sing -

We found our truth there.

Chorus