Before a man opens a way for himself, he is on a Road of a new life, of one new land.
The
Roads of the Country!
They start from the
Roots because the
Roots itself are the
Roads. When there are
Roads the land becomes more wide and bigger. They pass through battles and hush, through fall and victory but they never stop and nothing can stop them.
This is Bulgaria: one land of
Roads, small and big ones, gathered into the big, ancient road.
And we are walking along with her - from generation to generation, from step to step, standing next to each other with those mountains and valleys, with those rivers and flying birds, together with our past and with our future.
Whenever there is a
Road - there is a future! And you discover new
heights!
Heights of the Country!
They can be hardly reached. They have grown upon the
Roots, became stronger on the
Roads and grow up to become
heights. The
Heights from traditions and legends,
heights from flint and songs,
heights of effort and hopes. Over those
heights is blooming one land spreading from Belasitza till Dunav river, from Rila mountain till Black sea, from the Balkans to the stars. These are the
Heights on which tomorrow remains.
Roots,
Roads and
Heights get together in one: this land is found of them, called Fatherland, they itself turn into this holy cupped hand earth called Bulgaria!
The land of our grand fathers and fathers, the land of our generations, the land to all those that come after us. The land created by past, present and future. Eternal land. Eternal as the traditional songs and rhythms, eternal as the horsemen - written out in legends, eternal as the granite upon which Stara planina mountain has set its foot on, eternal as the stone, over which is excavated one holy name: Bulgaria!"
