And nothing will look better as our first Meeting Hearts,
Hugging each other’s letters,
Even the untouched red lips.
That day I’ll be trembling from your beauty,
Of your heart and eyes,
And mine will cry because of the happiness .
Near the Stone Bridge,
To my beloved city Skopje,
There where I was born for the second time.
A blessed day,
No one else but You and I,
Can’t wait to meet you,