Milka Minkova- Macedonia \PLEASE, GOD

Milka Minkova- Macedonia

PLEASE, GOD

Oh, you cherry God! Do you not see my eyes, like a source of blood with tears strewn heart and soul cut.

Tags in the veins wear, for mercy beg .. Persecuted, separated from the mother lump, adopted in various directions.

Wailing everywhere, childish cry, for motherly lap caught, barefoot, naked, hungry, their souls are constricted, but to save life in someone else's country they run away ..

Ooooo, You Cherry God, have mercy on ours trouble, for everyone aspires to freedom, no one wants slavery ..

My tears do not stop are cast as an inexhaustible source, until I saw freedom and a country of his own I will be your slave.

For you are the one who gave us life, please save us from this pain, which is for me, and will remain unproblem.

In front of you on your knees will I kneel, I heal the wounds of my soul with prayer, Create peace in the country my,

Because I am a foreigner in a foreign land, everyone loves their lump from your country .. And I love mine ...