Temná Myseľ [English translation]

The dark mind zonk all the people over here

on the death bed hugs you too

Our desire of knowledge, to be free like a bird

bloody muck of a track on our flags

Returning home from hard fights darkens the mind

so that the winner doesn't have to count the fallen ones in the fight

Beneath feet are bodies of the dead ones, new day's dawning

overflown blood, dust and wind, arid ground

There's hungry ravens whirling in the vicious circle

there's an oath hanging from the leaden dusks

The plague and misery, honor and fame, ashes, fume and frost

from the twilight to another rolls in us

Returning home from hard fights darkens the mind

Our bros' bike disappeared from the front of the pub

Hey, hey, hey