Homeland is history, faith, customs, morals,
the earth, the skies, the seas, the multitudes of the people,
the world's virtues and passions,
of the spirit the heights and depths.
Home is the babbling brooks,
the fluttering, chirping of birds,
in the poplar foliage a sunbeam,
and the neighborhood children's fun games,
of the kite flying on the mountain,
and what else for the young trano,
the flute of the cheliga, the dances, the songs,
the raki, the flavored, "to burn the pearls".
Homeland is smiles, loves, memories,
the holidays, the festivals, that inspires passion to live.
Motherland are the churches, the monasteries, the bells,
of the wars the burnt mothers.
Home is the dawn and the sunset,
the windswept landscapes and the breezes,
poppies, daisies, cyclamen,
that contributes to the soul's defense.
Freedom and justice mean Fatherland,
when there is prosperity, hope for all.
This is how our Motherland should be.
The Motherland never betrays its people,
she gives everything to him with ease.
But even the patriots offer her everything,
and when it is necessary for Her everything suffers.
But those who wrong and exclude others,
those who neglect their responsibilities for the good of the people,
these are not Patriots, but pitiful traitors.
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