Trst je bil vedno Slovenski, kot Benečija, samo so nas komunisti, Tito, Kardelj, Kidrič pa ostale pizde prodali. Izgubili smo tudi Istro. Boštjan

Gë je nouše

trst je naš gorico pa še vsvajamo

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Primorska, Primorci - z ljubeznijo do doma zgled za Slovenijo, Slovence; kjerkoli se že najdemo. Drago, da smo skupaj, pa čeprav okrnjeni ❤

Trst xe nostro

Trst je naš Gorica pa še bo

moje korenine so primorske

trst in gorica sta naša

Ponosen da sm Primorc ! ❤

TIGR

ponosen Primorc

Ponosen sem, da sem Primorec.

▪︎English lyrics (🇬🇧): We used to shut in ourselves a sickness, our humiliation, our misery, a cry of revenge on our lips we silenced, buried it deep in our heart. But behold, the storm blew too strong, like cobwebs it tore the shackles, the glow of a new day shone again, there to the last Primorska homes. The machine guns sang their song, the air was shaken by the roar of cannons, wide fields blazed with fire, the call of freedom rose in the midst of woods. Primorska has risen into a new life, with your head high, step into a new time! In battles, humiliation, victories, suffering, you have finally found your true face!

Trst je slovenski

PONOSNO

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