Fly away on the wings of wind
To our native land, our dear song,
To the place where we’ve been singling you freely,
Where we’ve been feeling so free.
There, under the sultry sky,
The air is full of bliss,
There, to the sea’s speeches,
The mountains are napping in the clouds.
There, sun is shining so brightly,
Covering our dear mountains with light,
In the valleys, roses are blooming magnificently,
And nightingales are singing in the green forests.
There, under the sultry sky,
The air is full of bliss,
There, to the sea’s speeches,
The mountains are napping in the clouds.
Fly away on the wings of wind (x2)
Fly away on the wings of wind
To our native land, our dear song,
To the place where we’ve been singling you freely,
Where we’ve been feeling so free.
Fly away on the wings of wind
To our native land, our dear song,
To the place where we’ve been singling you freely,
Where we’ve been feeling so free.