You,
oh you, my friend
From
such a distant land
Shall
sleep, while I
must
die.
In
your pessimistic optimism
You
laugh from my cynism
Within
this crazy dream
of
mine.
In
your slavic tone
Prepare
for me a song
That
we shall sing
in
rhymes.
At
the very begin of May
We'll
dance the entire day
Around
the warm
Bonfire.
You'll
be my inspiration
I'll
make you a dedication
that
will transcend
The
time.
