Текст песни Мила Нитич - Свобода

A winged word lives in every heart
It is always hateful to the bird-catcher,
Now she laughs loudly, now she cries like an oriole,
You can't catch him or hide him in a cage.
The fearless word is a magic bird
It does not burn in the fires of the Inquisitions
It inspires anyone in misfortune
I want all of us to remember him again,
Everyone remembered again!

Chorus:
When there is no road in the dark, who kindles the starlight?
Freedom!
Who, even in the most difficult hour, resurrects the spirit of faith in us?
Freedom!
Who makes us all human in the name of happiness and love?
Freedom!
Who, overshadowing us with a wing, calls us to battle with eternal evil?
Freedom!
Who incinerates the executioners with a look of sincere eyes?
Freedom!
Who gives the traveler a path, makes the crowd a people?
Freedom! Freedom!

It's not for nothing that we consider this word holy,
It heals the terminally ill
It helps you stay on track
Tyrants cannot sleep from this word.
And for the possessed, becoming a bright destiny,
Calls not to give up, leads you!
Towards the dawn, toward the sunrise
For me, who believes in holy freedom,
To holy freedom!