|The Soviet tanks roll in...and over...|
Look at the images of oppression by the tyranny of the Soviet bullies.
|A Czech passive resister bares his chest to the Soviet tanks...|
voda huci po lucinach,
bory sumi po skalinach,
v sade skvi se jara kvet,
zemsky raj to na pohled!
zeme ceska domov muj,
zeme ceska domov muj!
Water bubbles across the meadows,
Pinewoods rustle among crags,
The garden is glorious with spring blossom,
Paradise on earth it is to see.
And this is that beautiful land,
The Czech land, my home.
If, in a heavenly land, you have met
Tender souls in agile frames,
Of clear mind, vigorous and prospering,
And with a strength that frustrates all defiance,
That is the glorious race of the Czechs,
Among Czechs is my home.