Modlitba pro Martu [English translation]

Let peace remain with this country!

Let hatred, envy, grudge, fear

and strife cease! Let them cease!

Now, when your lost sovereignty is returning to you,

finally returning to you.

The cloud drifts slowly away from the sky

and everybody reaps what he has sown.

Let my prayer speak

to hearts not burnt by the time of wrath,

like flowers by frost, like frost.

Let peace remain with this country!

Let hatred, envy, grudge, fear, and strife cease!

Let them cease!

Now when your lost sovereignty is returning to you,

people, finally returning to you.