The Fate gave us this northern ancient land.
For us, there is no country more beautiful than this.
The Sun is shining on thee after a century gloom again!
Thou art the land of our ancestors, our beloved Motherland!
Chorus:
Long live Meryanland, our father’s house,
Let be the spirit of our ancestors illuminate us our way!
We will to renew thee by our patience, by our faith, by our intelligence and by our labor!
Thou will live forever!
This is the spirit of ancient legends and tales
who is saved in ours rivers, lakes, forests and fields.
And let never fade thy beauty!
Nobody are given to break us never!