Jan Budař a Eliščin Band - BY HORSE, LIKE A KING

1. Around Paris by horse, like a king

conceived in the light

perhaps it should rain, it's time for pain

at the end of the summer night

2. everywhere there is singing / that makes the night dance

and love is writhing

foolishly / the white moon shines

while the coach passes it with a splash

Ref.: Don't head off to bed yet

don't let the leaves play with me

don't waken the tone, which crushes my bell before the morning comes

3. forgive me my fear sticks like salt

in sparkling little tears

limpidly fluttering--don't be afraid

of our fleeting love

4. he sailed into rain and became the raindrops

he made the ball dance

of the pale moments and colourful dreams

and all of them were today

Ref.: Don't head off to bed yet

don't let the leaves play with me

don't waken the tone, which crushes my bell before the morning comes