Horehronie [English translation]

When the sun goes down in Horehronie

I want to sing, die and live

When the sun goes down in Horehronie

I wish I could get closer to the sky

I'm lying on the grass and dreaming

Of what, I don't even know

In the breeze that gently sways me

When the sun is at its lowest point

The most beautiful trees are in Horehronie

A silent brotherhood is telling that

I come back here when I feel sad

The trees are saying: shake it off

I'm lying on the grass and dreaming

Of what, I don't even know

In the breeze that gently sways me

When the sun is at its lowest point

Ah... hallelujah...

When the sun goes down in Horehronie

Out there somewhere far away our bell is ringing

When it hurts, let it hurt

One day it will vanish in the black mountain

I'm lying on the grass and dreaming

My eyes are crying softly

In the breeze that gently sways me

When the sun is at its lowest point

Ah... ah... ah... ah...

I'm lying on the grass and dreaming

My eyes are crying softly

In the breeze that gently sways me

When the sun is at its lowest point

The most beautiful trees are in Horehronie