Overflow the Borders

Descent into Sófia
The vigilance of Vitosha
Looms over the city
Commanding blind devotion

A pilgrimage to origins
Your father had to flee
Made enemy of the state
For wanting to be free

Monasteries in the mountains
Orthodoxy on the walls
The silence of repression
Deafening in the halls

If you want freedom
First you find it within
They can take it from the outside
But not from where it begins

Reflections in the rearview
May appear closer than they are
But nothing can be fully seen
Until you ditch the car

Ghosts in the graveyard
Candles burning over bones
A jungle filled with prayers
Lipstick on a stone

A simple meal in a field
Kashkaval and bread
The simpler is the pleasure
The more the soul is fed

Rakia and ruby wine
Softening the evening
Now we can begin to
Shape the shades of meaning

If you want freedom
First you find it within
They can take it from the outside
But not from where it begins

Reflections in the rearview
May appear closer than they are
But nothing can be fully seen
Until you ditch the car

Don't stop just keep on walking
Don't take no marching orders
Fight only for the right to
Overflow the borders

Feeling for the roots now
Half estranged half embraced
Your existence a rebellion
The fruit of the escape

Radio knows no boundaries
Broadcasts cast abroad
You are the transmission
Blazing through the fog

Cinnamon skin in Sinemorets
Where a river meets the sea
Above the beach, a bluff
A single silhouetted tree

If you want freedom
First you find it within
They can take it from the outside
But not from where it begins

Reflections in the rearview
May appear closer than they are
But nothing can be fully seen
Until you ditch the car

Don't stop just keep on walking
Don't take no marching orders
Fight only for the right to
Overflow the borders