Maja Milojković
LAND OF SILENCE
In the valley where the wind softly smiles,
Where birds sing free from fear and pain,
Peace weaves robes of golden threads,
And crafts a world of boundless freedom.
On the horizon where dawn gleams bright,
No cannons roar, no tears of grief fall,
Only whispers of rivers, the scent of olives,
In a world where hearts rest in calm.
No longer do hands bear weapons of war,
Now they reach to build bridges anew,
Eyes once shadowed by darkness and pain
Now seek only the skies’ heavenly hue.
For in peace, love blooms and grows,
While tales of war become distant lore.
In every heart glows a spark of joy,
And life's silence creates a radiant light.
Land of silence, sacred and dear,
May eternity rest in your gentle embrace.
Let every song from this place arise,
To spread love and the fragrance of freedom.
Maja Milojković
Serbia
