YOU ARE LIKE A COUNTRY TO ME
I walk quietly among your trails
I touch the bushes from back in time
I learn all your pathways
and stop next to every spring.
I walk in a hike to you
The earth is stubborn and burnt
Slowly I bloom between your rocks
Like a hind lost in the prairieCHORUS
I know the road is still long
But I will walk it until I have no strength left
You are to me a country lost forever
But your roots are already in me.

Give me time, reach out your hand to me
Until we will discover the country together
I know the road is still long
But your roots are already in me.

In the hiding places of the grove
Corners that love never stepped there
In their shade I will get dizzy and fall
Is that the good country?

I know that until I will die
I will not reach the depths of your heart
But how beautiful is the path
Where I left my steps on your land.

I have no other country