2005. november 12., szombat

The Sekler Hymn

traditional translation by Ferenc Nagy and G.K. Beach

Who knows the pathway were hard fate shall lead us?
What gleam yet pierces through the dark of night?
Still lead your people once more to their glory,
On legend’s starpath, Csaba, prince of light!
Small band of Seklers, battered as an old rock…
Faithfully standing in the plain, we saw…
We’re inundated by a hundred storm-floods
God, save our homeland, Transilvania!

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