Toman, Karel: (V klobukach na dušičky Angol nyelven)
V klobukach na dušičky (Cseh)
Tuřanských zvonů tuším hlas,
I think I hear the bells of Turany,
their melancholy voices blow this way.
I kneel among your tombs;
I, a heretic and solitary.
Pour faith into my soul, cemetery,
and give my country your blessing;
my country, filthy in this time of treason;
and forgive me my trespasses.
I shall not slaver upon the new masters;
I shall hide in your heavy earth.
I shall mingle with my ancestors;
I shall mingle with Czech earth.