• Язык:
    Словацкий (Slovak)

Švédsko

Швеция

Krajina úrodného chladu,
hučiacich hôr a lesov, kde
búrlivé vlny vodopádu
klokocú príbeh o biede.

Pre nás to bude navždy svätá
krajina, kde sa krutý zbor
sformoval. Či sa nepamätáš
na deň, keď tiahol na Bospor?

Odpovedz, otázka je prostá,
prečo jak svedok zlostných zvád
Olegov medený štít zostal
pri bráne mesta Carihrad?

A prečo do únavných predstáv
upadla ako včera zas
tá sestra, čo si na piedestál
moci a slávy dvihol raz?

Či nebodaj tvoj vietor s nehou
zbytočne do uší nám vyl,
kraj Slovanov a Pečenehov
nadarmo Rurik obsadil?


Другие переводы:

  • Английский
    Бартон Раффел, Алла Бураго
    Sweden

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