In the loneliness of the homeland
Where with hardness
I got a habit here
For the pure mountain and my plain
For that
I left
My dearest homeland
My hearts of your gorge
My cries are strange
A lot
Hidden shouting in me
Gloomo
Tonight of my eyes.
My tears are going to be fired
My dearest homeland
My hearts of your gorge
My cries are strange
A lot
Was not right to these days
Leave you alone.
Be myself here.
Let me leave me
