Ľudskost [Modlitba za ľudskosť] [English translation]

Don't eat from the plate, what belongs to others

Think about the poor in midst of the winter

Indulge another being a piece of his luck

And believe, that good dreams once will come back

Don't lie(to yourself) that you don't have enough, what you need

That, that you have more, you always have to guard

Caress the world with your palms, that's why we have them

And always attach a good remedy to the human wound

Don't reap the whole tree, don't poison the well

Even if you are up, lean into it

And give a mouthful of water to everyone that asks for it

And in heart only carry, what a barefoot wayfarer has

What has fallen from the heaven, will return to heaven

One who has not given, looses for himself

Look into the kids and ills eyes

To those who are caught at the sea

Try spreading a sheet, when someone is freezing

And give him a piece of heat, it's always easier to fall asleep

Open your arms, you can protect them,

Those, who are displaced by the world and are here all alone

No, never step on human misery

We all are pilgrims, and no one knows

What has fallen from the heaven, will return to heaven

One who has not given, looses for himself

What has fallen from the heaven, will return to heaven

One who has not given, looses for himself