In me the life of our people lives
And with me
And the fates of our men all over the world are counted
That the seed should not remain in darkness for me
That the earth should not grow coarse and fade for me
And over the stone I open the road
I lead my progeny to the sun
In bad weather I know how to sing an anthem
And after that withdraw to the stars
To be an eternal light
To multitudes of grain and peoples
EN 
MK