Toman, Karel: (V klobukach na dušičky Angol nyelven)
V klobukach na dušičky (Cseh)
Tuřanských zvonů tuším hlas,
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(Angol)I think I hear the bells of Turany,
their melancholy voices blow this way. I kneel among your tombs; I, a heretic and solitary. Pour faith into my soul, cemetery, and give my country your blessing; my country, filthy in this time of treason; and forgive me my trespasses. I shall not slaver upon the new masters; I shall hide in your heavy earth. I shall mingle with my ancestors; I shall mingle with Czech earth. |