Mihály Vörösmarty
Summons (Szózat-1836)
Translated by: Joseph
Grosz & W. Arthur Boggs (1966)
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1. Oh Magyars, stand beside your land Unshaken, loyal, true! Here is your crib, your future grave Which tends and covers you. |
6. In spite of many adverse years And after every strife, In number less but never crushed, Our nation is alive. |
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2. There is no other place for you On earth, beneath the sky. May fortune bless or break you down You must live here and die. |
7. Oh nations' country, mighty world! Our people proudly cry: 'A thousand years of aches and pains Now want to live and die.' |
12. That grave in which a nation lies All nations will surround, And millions shall with tearful eyes Bewail a nation's mound. |
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3. This is the land where many times your fathers' blood was shed; This is the land, a thousand years Have buried all your dead. |
8. It cannot be that all in vain So many hearts have bled, That for their fatherland in vain These men have fallen dead. |
13. Oh Magyars, stand beside your land Unshaken, loyal, true! Here is your crib, your future grave Which tends and covers you. |
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4. Here Árpád's valiant armies fought To build your fatherland; Here were the chains of serfdom torn By Hunyad's mighty hand. |
9. It cannot be that mind and strength And every sacred will Have withered forth for vain desires Beneath an evil ill. |
14. There is no other place for you On earth, beneath the sky. May fortune bless or break you down You must live here and die. |
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5. Here, Liberty, your blood-stained flag Was carried on ahead; During the lasting wars our best Have here been stricken dead. |
10. A better age arrives it must, It shall arrive again; For this a fervent prayer is prayed By millions of our men. |