Song of the Balkan Peninsula

"Oh we're back to the Balkans again,
Back to the joy and the pain -
What if it burns or it blows or it snows?
We're back to the Balkans again.
Back, where to-morrow the quick may be dead,
With a hole in his heart or a ball in his head -
Back, where the passions are rapid and red -
Oh, we're back to the Balkans again!"