I'm from Belgrad, where the Slavic soul resides
In our hearts, the fire never dies
From the streets of Serbia to the Balkan skies
We carry the weight of our ancestors' cries
From the pain of the past, we rise
Like a phoenix, we soar through the skies
Our spirit unbreakable, our will never dies
In Belgrad, we wear our scars with pride
Belgrad, the city of the Slavic soul
Where our history runs deep and our stories untold
In the heart of the Balkans, where the legends unfold
Belgrad, where our spirits never grow cold
In the shadows of the past, we find our strength
In the darkness, we go to any length
To preserve our culture, our heritage, our faith
In Belgrad, we stand tall, we never hesitate
Through the struggles and the pain
In our hearts, the Slavic soul will remain
A flame that burns bright, a light in the rain
In Belgrad, we rise above the disdain
Belgrad, the city of the Slavic soul
Where our history runs deep and our stories untold
In the heart of the Balkans, where the legends unfold
Belgrad, where our spirits never grow cold
In the heart of Belgrad, our spirit lives on
In the streets, in the people, in the dawn
We carry the torch of our ancestors, strong
In Belgrad, where our Slavic soul belongs
Belgrad, the city of the Slavic soul
Where our history runs deep and our stories untold
In the heart of the Balkans, where the legends unfold
Belgrad, where our spirits never grow cold
So raise your voice, let it be heard
In Belgrad, let your Slavic soul be stirred
For in our hearts, the fire never dies
In Belgrad, where the Slavic soul resides.