There, where the Sun eternally shines,
There is Macedonia,
The people and the country that I love.
While the Vardar hugs the fields of ripe wheat
pride and proud-spirited as a mountain bird
with its song, that country charmed all the hearts
and I drink the wine from its sources.
Immortal, as a heart that beats for centuries
it has never belonged to foreigners,
may its flag fly eternally.
When you are alone, when everything seems sad, may you remember it
Macedonia is offering you love and everything.
When you are alone, when everything seems sad, may you remember it
Macedonia is offering you love and everything.
When you are alone, when everything seems sad, may you remember it
Macedonia is offering you love.
There, where the Sun eternally shines,
There is Macedonia,
The people and the country that I love.