Apám sírjánál... [English translation]

The blade of grass at my father's grave

Smiles bitterly at me

There's pity in the rays of the sun

The earth beneath my feet is moaning

No one should pity me

I don't need consolation

My father's gone, it's his business alone

What I feel now no one can tell...

At my father's grave tears

Sometimes flow

He is sorry, what could he do?

It wouldn't be like this, if he were still alive...

Of course, father, it wouldn't be like this

Everyone would do things differently

If there was one more, just one more minute

But there isn't, there won't be...

I'm standing at my father's grave

Begging for his forgiveness

I was a bad son, I can see that now

My stubbornness I inherited from my father...

I'll let you go, I'll let you go

Not because I don't love you

Goodbye, father, this is the end

This is my farewell, go in peace...