Coordinates: 42°25′N 25°52′E / 42.417°N 25.867°E / 42.417; 25.867 Zagore (Bulgarian: Загоре, [zəˈɡɔrɛ]); also Zagorie, Zagora, Zagoria) was a vaguely defined medieval region in Bulgaria. Its name is of Slavic origin and means "beyond [i.e. south of] the [Balkan] mountains". The region was first mentioned as Ζαγορια in Medieval Greek (in an Old Bulgarian translation it was rendered as Загорїа) when it was ceded to the First Bulgarian Empire by the Byzantine Empire during the rule of Tervel of Bulgaria in the very beginning of the 8th century (Byzantine–Bulgarian Treaty of 716). From the context, Zagore can be defined as a region in northeastern Thrace.
During the Second Bulgarian Empire, the region was also mentioned in Tsar Ivan Asen II of Bulgaria's post-1230 Dubrovnik Charter which allows Ragusan merchants to trade in the Bulgarian lands, among which "the whole Zagore" (пѡ всемѹ Загѡриѹ).
14th-century Venetian documents refer to Zagora as a synonym for Bulgaria (e.g. partes del Zagora, subditas Dobrotice in a document from 14 February 1384). Similarly, later Ragusan sources regularly evidence the active import of high-quality Zagoran wax (cera zagora, variously spelled zachori, zaura, zachorj, zacora) from Bulgaria, often bought in Sofia.
Zagorë is a settlement in the former Shkrel municipality, Shkodër County, northern Albania.
It consists of two main neighborhoods: Zagorë-Isufaj and Zagorë-Ndrecaj.
"What is it that you want?" I get that a lot in my
travels.
I look up at the sky, and the answer is, "Only my
heart."
The really important words aren't so easy to say.
The place that the light points to, I run towards it.
If it's really something you want so much that it makes
you cry inside.
Just keep at it and for sure you'll take it someday.
The white clouds float by, heading towards the horizon.
Because the future that's set for us is always close to
I may have cleared the first step, but that's not the
end of it.
There'll be endless more starting today, maybe even
some meet with tears.
If you get tired after working your hardest, you can do
something besides work hard.
The seemingly empty, sleepy night, will come to life.
If you really want to get there, giving up sometimes is
fine.
Even the tears that are welling up, you'll shake it
someday.
Because there are things we'll never give up, we can be
steadfast. Thank you my dream.
Somewhere along the infinity of time, we'll find
happiness.
If it's really something you want, so much that it
makes you cry inside.
Just keep at it and for sure you'll take it someday.
The white clouds float by, heading towards the horizon.
Because the future that's set for us is always close to