Love for one's homeland is a feeling that resides in every heart, awakening pride and nostalgia. Poems about the beloved land where we spent our childhood, where familiar forests rustle and native rivers flow, touch the soul most deeply. This collection contains works that celebrate the beauty, grandeur, and uniqueness of the Fatherland.
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Land of the Fathers
O holy land, homeland of the people, Where the rye turns golden under the summer sun, Where the rustling of the birches sings us a song of it, That dear land with a century-old face. I remember the hills where childhood roamed, And the river that flowed between two meadows, Here every step is a sacred covenant to me, Here every sound is the holy language of the foundations.
I'll return to the region
When my soul wanders far from home, and only shadow and dream live in my memory, I recall the thatched huts, where I hear my mother's holy bow. I will return to the land where joy is bestowed upon me, where it seems I live once and for all, where every house, like a temple, is unearthly to me, and the bright gaze of people's smiles.
Native language
The holy language of our fathers' native land, a frosty ringing, thickened by feelings, it contains so many thoughts, forgotten prophetic words, pearls of thought, the holy love of art. When I resound with the sounds of these lines, my soul is filled with holy triumph, and now he is with me—a prophet, singing to me of my dear destiny.
Under the skies
Beneath the azure skies lies a land of holy grandeur, where the spirit of noble people rules, where joy shines within me with its light. O land, all your beauty is priceless, forests, fields, river, night snow, victory and precious dreams sing in my soul, here every moment is a lesson in my love.
The old days
How I long to return to the old days, When I flew carefree with a dream, Under the willows I hurried, hurried, hurried to the lands Where joy was filled with destiny. Those days are gone, but I remember how painful it was, How bright the earth was to me as a child, Now I hasten to return in full, Seeking the self I traced in the birches.
The greatness of the people
The land stretches out on all sides, from the west to the edge of the sea, the sacred law hums in my chest, of the power, of the greatness of the saints. Centuries stand in the way of progress, but my majestic people are not broken, the land sings to me holy visions, and now forward, ever forward, forward.
An image in the heart
A bright image lives in my heart, Of golden fields where wheat rustles. It's not just a pile of roses that fell to me, It's a holy thought, free of boundaries. I love you, soundless, unearthly, Sacred land to me, fatherland, destiny. You sing to me magically on another day, And destiny sings with me, an arrow.
The way home
I walked the world, wandered along the way, But my heart sounded eternally in rhythm, Oh, how I long to find again The sacred forests, the fields in endless hours. I hurry home, where the lighthouse burns, Where mother waits with me at the window, My chest freezes, joyfully singing, And now the earth speaks to me.
Night over the fields
When night falls suddenly on the field, And the stars light up in the sky, I feel the holy, sacred sound of that mother who carries blessings in her heart. The moon shines at the edge of the earth, Where I remember her holy face, From where I once came to me, There I hasten with a joyful destiny.
Song of the Fatherland
Oh, I hear the voice of Mother Earth, She sings in the birch forests, She brings me sacred things, Visions of thoughts, love in the night hours. Fate sings, the holy people sing, Of greatness, of honor, of the wall, Where each day brings me life, On my dear divine land.
Kinship calls
Kinship calls, the holy land calls, Where I come from, where are the roots of my destiny? I hasten to where joy once again shines with a spear, Where my soul sees holy dreams. In my chest, the magical law sings to me, Of grace, of holy love. Hear my call, hear my sacred ringing, O homeland, fatherland of destiny.
Eternal Covenant
I love you, my sacred destiny, I love the forests, the fields, the villages, the hamlets, I love you, oh my destiny, I love the sacred light of my soul. And so I hasten to fulfill my faithful covenant, To guard the holy majesty of the land, I love you, I love my eternal light, oh mother earth, my sacred light.