Zahorzc Bed part 5 Lyrics

Last winter, snow on the mountains melts

In the valleys, a flood from snow and rain

The crane returns from a distant land

But our pilgrim has not yet come

In the forest, the branches dress in green

The violet under the bush breathes a sweet scent

The nightingale tells long tales

But no message from the infernal realm

Spring passed - summer; the days are shortening

The air cools, the leaves are falling

From hell, however, no, no message comes

Will the pilgrim return yet

Did his body fall on the way

Did hell swallow him up

The forest man under the oak from a high tent

Looks ugly in the western direction

He sits and growls: "Whoever went here

No one escaped my knotty stick

I bet on one man's word

Just that one - and he betrayed me

Oh, he did not betray you!" - echoed at the same time

Next to the man, the pilgrim's elevated voice

A straight figure, a stern, bold eye

A cold calm on his forehead

And from his pale, noble face

As if the sun's glow was shining

I did not betray you, with a hard oath

I bound myself to you, a sinful servant of God

And now I swear to you again

I swear by the glory of the holy cross

That I bring you a faithful message from hell

The forest man trembled, hearing these words

And jumped up, reaching for his armor

But he stands as if stunned by lightning

He cannot stand the gaze of the pilgrim's gaze

Sit here and listen, horror stories

I announce to you after a hellish walk

My word testifies of God's wrath

But divine mercy is infinitely greater