Летели облака [Leteli oblaka] [English translation]

Clouds flew,

Flew far away,

Like mother's hand,

Like father's knit,

Like fish, reminding ships,

Like thoughts of fool,

Above ground's windows

Clouds flew.

Church domes flew,

Roads and flowers,

Ringing the bells,

Carefree like you,

Like drops of milk,

Like "hello" and "farewell",

Like an unfinished tea,

Clouds flew.

Bricks flew,

Soldiers of old walls,

Dragons of change,

Bohemia and whips.

Not scary war,

Not bitter wine,

Sad country,

And your window within it.

They flew unhurriedly

Fluttered casually,

Like young soul

In burned paranja,

To Daos and Bethlehem,

To the end of earth,

Away from silly theorems,

Left behind in the dust.

I'll turn the light on at the kitchen

From chest-like century,

In which the wings for years

Were looking for a rider,

I'll take them out and smooth,

And settle at my back,

And launch the spring,

And clouds that are within me.