Do not weep, Marjorie, I´ll come, abide

I wanted to have you lean on my side

Our way is waiting through a bush of thorns

I´ll not leave my dear Marjorie forlorn



I´m going with a shirt you a light coat

We lost the way right when we had set out

Throughout the dark night two stars are twinkling

The Lord has left us without an inkling



Take my hand in such a winter as this

It won´t be easy or be effortless

For who knows it more certainly than us

Expelled to the cold and to the darkness



The boats have gone and the birds have all flown

He who is without sin cast the first stone

The truth and love are what other men prize

And those who look back will be petrified



I am the groom and you are my betrothed

What could be waiting us along the roads

Don´t ask anyway It won´t be disclosed

Behind the trees there are two hungry wolves



Those two wolves who have been physically scarred

The overthrow of angels from the stars

They do not answer, are silent, hungry

You are the only one my love only



The only one alive your perfect match

I´ll make a small fire from leaves of grass

till the tree barks can show how the flames lick

You´ll be Vochomůrka I Kremilek



I´ll climb to the tree crown by the branches

The eye of the moon shows which our way is

Across pits, hollows or through a canyon

We´ll go on show us some compassion…

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