PRESENTED TO THE HEART

I grew up in a country
Where songs have made their home,
And apple trees
Hold fragrance of the spring.
Below the hills and rooftops
Kissed by the sun,
Are carpets of flowers
And 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 and meadows
The haystacks lie asleep,
And in a song
All nature comes to life.
The years are rolling past me
But I return
To where I’m driven
By loneliness.
The land, 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 and 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.




Words and music
ALEKSANDER SASHA MEŽEK

Copyright 1986
EYE WITNESS MUSIC