A keresés eredménye

Free Besieged (B' Script, VII)

He smiled bitterly, and looks around·
and opens wide the eyelashes, the tears to hold on:
-'There it came, the most golden of my dreams·
with all the arms I trembled blind, exhausted on the ground.
A voice said: 'Your path is sweet and perfumed with dew·
on your head hangs the sun enchanted·
valiant and beautiful young man, hello, dear, joy to you!
Listen, islands, lands of the earth, they learned your name!
[Is he] The one, oh, who is the glorious, and his god-like look?
My embrace trembled wide open, towards his knees'.
He threw on the ground the papers, with the news of the world
the maiden trembling ................................
Joy dimmed her voice, which now is silenced·
leave, golden dream, you with the shrouded!
Here it's necessary for me to go down, to clench my sword,
before everyone loses [their] life, and me all my breath·
the little remains, of hunger and of valor,
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that called me with endurance, friend, brother, father,
may I have as an amulet on my side, and survive.
Path, shine [for me] to tear the enemies, well fed,
enemies many, worthy of many things, much poisoned·
to stay, fatherly soil, for the hated foot·
your black rock is golden, and the dry grass.
They were with you, three joys in sorrow sprouted,
but for me in joy, three sorrows rooted'.