Hriste Boze (Slowed + Reverb)

Not My Song, I Just Slowed It Down.
English Lyrics Here:
Christ Our Lord
Christ our Lord, crucified and holy,
Serbian land is flying through the clouds.
It's flying over the heavenly heights,
It's wings are Morava and Drina.
Farewell my first unborn son,
Farewell rose, farewell rosemary.
Farewell to summer, autumn and winter,
We are leaving never to return.
On three holy and three unified,
We are going to Kosovo field.
We are going to destined place
Farewell my mother, sister and bride.
Farewell my first unborn son,
Farewell rose, farewell rosemary.
Farewell to summer, autumn and winter,
We are leaving never to return.
When my darling heard that I was leaving,
She put a marigold on my helmet.
Farewell my first unborn son,
Farewell rose, farewell rosemary.
Farewell to summer, autumn and winter,
We are leaving never to return.