CONCORD IN THE NATION.[*]
Concord, brothers! Stand by our mother
Our mighty mother our only love.
And let the light of our glorious past
Shine on the lion flag from above.
Long sleep has made us once more strong,
The future will us honor yield.
Only concord, concord, brothers,
Shield us, St. Václav, with thy shield,[†]
Ah, once the sun of glory shining,
Illustrious made Bohemia’s name.
From the Baltic to the Adriatic,
Our native land was known to fame.
The sun shone, and our land was great,
From mountain top to fruitful field.
Only concord, concord, brothers,
Shield us, St. Václav, with thy shield.
Bohemia spake, and the world trembled—
From far and wide they quaking heard.
She raised her voice to God, and heaven,
By holy song of hers, was stirred.
It was Bohemia’s voice that sang,
The truth that from her mountains pealed.
Only concord, concord, brothers,
Shield us, St. Václav, with thy shield.
Oh, for the true words, and the true faith,
Of our Cyril and Methodej.
Bohemia on the bloody mountains
Lost their freedom through faith in you.
