Buldog - Prośba

Let there be some knights,
Let them wear war robes,
Let them have swords, bucklers
Others should be like flowers

Let some be behind the deed,
Let their temples circle
Others - blooming jasmine,
Let others grieve silently

Let them be, let them wear
let it be, let it have

Let some fight! Misfortune
Crush them with the power of your hand!
Let others go into the field at dusk
And they sing longing songs

But these and those are unprocessed
You embrace the sun for the Spirit,
Although there will be some knights,
And others will be like flowers.

Let them be, let them wear
let it be, let it have