Welcome to Azerbaijan — Land of Flame. English version


The night is slowly turning green
The dawn starts from the mountain side
From single bean to golden stream
The sun fills vastness with its might


The soil is giving birth to flames
Inviting gifts of life to share
And stallions fly across the plains
Each strong and free
Each as a flare

By ancient trying the air’s serene
And it is filled with flowers’ perfume
The fruit of legend keeps within
The seeds of future garden bloom

The wind plays melody on flames
Unfolds the carpet of a route
To walk the path, to reach the aim
By sound of streams, by song of flute

One might not walk this path again
But vivid memories remain
Of rivers, mountains and the sea
Of the country
And its flames..


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