I have no cannons that roar
But I have faith in God and love
And I'll surrender you to no one else
My mother, Bosnia, my love

Those hated tanks that crush
Cannot break the power of my Una
Nor the sun's gleaming waterfall drops
I'll defend you with my last breath

I'll defend this bit of happiness
A flame in my heart, and the tears of my son
The mercy of God, and the door of my house
Like a light at the end of my journey

And your warm eyes
And the dear lights of Bihaca
Burn in my heart tonight
In death victory comes
Don't look for my grave
Freedom will come
When I'm gone I'll be everywhere:

In a warm breeze from the Una
In the rippling and trickling river
In the smile of the child
In the blue sky of Bihaca

You will know how to find me
For everyone else I'm just a secret
And when you smell those sweet fragrance of flowers
It's the perfume of my soul

And your warm eyes
and the dear lights of Bihaca
Burn in my heart tonight
In death victory comes
Don't look for my grave
Freedom will come
When I'm gone I'll be everywhere

I have no cannons that roar
But I have faith in God and love
And I'll surrender you to no one else
My mother, Bosnia, my love

Annons

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May 2009