Текст песни Данила Master - Мы Словом Славяне

Who said there is no more of my homeland?
Start over their lives.
I accept everything at face value,
But you do not become cleaner as not cool.

As if I go in the mist,
With a heavy burden on his back,
With a terrible pain in my head.
With only one thought of you.
Native land where are you?
My foreign land I'm in trouble!

Chorus: We are short - slovenias,
We are one thing,
We clean mind,
And invincible.
We are reliable in the world,
In war, we are mighty.
We prove it,
A chance ...

Who said my homeland no faith?
Maybe you're not out there looking for?
I accept everything at face value,
To wheeze in the throat missed you.

Erased knees, his hands in the blood
Praying for faith, for love.
The fire broke out hope again,
(With only one thought of you
Native land where are you?
My foreign land I'm in trouble!)