Radovan Pavlovski - GRAIN

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