Tragédie u nás na vsi [English translation]

They will find her under the trees

They will find her under the blossoming flower

Under the blossoming white mullein

Her face is beautiful

Everything the shadows of the trunks know

is now resounding from the leaves

The secrets that sleep in dewdrops

and the heavens now soar through her eyes

In the distance, a bell was tolling

He came at midnight

He killed his beloved,

but he didn't mean it

When love keeps getting thinner

it shakes the grounds of destiny

And things no longer are

how they used to be

Now he is running, breathless,

being chased by his cold sweat,

being chased by his cold sweat

The clattering sound of footsteps, that lifts the dust in the distance, won't let him sleep

He already knows they are going to chase him down

He recalls the memories of his dear

He hauls the guilt behind himself

and the heavens soar through his eyes

In the distance, a bell was tolling

He came at midnight

He killed his beloved,

but he didn't mean it

When love keeps getting thinner

it shakes the grounds of destiny

And things no longer are

how they used to be

In the distance, a bell was tolling

He came at midnight

He killed his beloved,

but he didn't mean it

When love keeps getting thinner

it shakes the grounds of destiny

And things no longer are

how they used to be