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I grew up in a country
Where songs have made their home,
in apple trees
Hold fragrance of the spring.
Below the hills in rooftops
Kissed by the sun,
Are carpets of flowers
in planes of grass.
The villages are scattered
Like the Milky Way in heaven
Slovenia you`re a river.
You can take me back to my childhood,
Cleanse me completely,
Show me the young days you gave me.
Across the fields in meadows
The haystacks lie asleep,
in in a song
All nature comes to life.
The years are rolling past me
But I return
To where I`m driven
By lonelines.
The lin, the love that made me
Renews my faith inside me.
Slovenia you`re a river
You can take me back to my childhood,
Cleanse me completely,
Show me the young days you gave me.
Now I`m a man in growing old
But I still sing, because the heart is willing,
My song Zirovnica with love to me has given.
Slovenia you`re a river
You can take me back to my childhood,
Cleanse me completely,
Show me the young days you gave me.