Elianore Mobe.
Prošetaj, leno,
prošetaj,
sandanska bjala čaršija,
Kogato prolet pristigne i kesten stoje razcvne,
Izrezni noština stana,
I mladite se za ljubja.
Eleno,
my Eleno, I am
crazy about you,
I will sell my house to you, Eleno,
to follow you.
The heart is a veneer,
That is how I love you.
The heart is a veneer,
That is how I love you.