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Bosnia and Herzegovina, mouth full. Bosnia is my mother and I am a Bosnian strain. Wherever we are, when we speak, our speech, our language, our spirituality that arises and knows everything. Through our speech, our customs, our culture and our love for the country are felt. Bosnia is like one big table and I say bujrum to everyone, both kings and beggars, at this table of mine. They say that we are all the same before God. He sees whether we are equally pure in soul. Children love their homeland. Traveling around the world, at some of my performances in the diaspora, these children cherish our culture, our folklore, our customs, our language, which is very important. Parents do this because they are eager for their homeland and everything they left here, they pass it on to their children and that makes me very happy. People, customs, traditions, culture, so everything that binds a person to his threshold, it is love that is constantly present and flows through our veins, and that is love for the homeland of Bosnia and Herzegovina.
