Raise your glasses, set free your voices, In this party, there's no place for worries. Get on the floor, kick off those shoes, On this festive day, celebrate the joy within you. Bacchanalia, Our Balkan Boogie, No rest tonight, in this celebration groovy. The brass band plays, in our proud town, Laughter and cheers, as the sun goes down. Here's the rhythm of life, in music that graces, May we keep dancing, in all our places. Celebration of love, under the lit sky, To the ends of night, let the time fly by. [outro][end]
