Dvorak. Oratory Saint Ludmila
Like temples are the Dvorak's motives,
I enter them immediately,
Like Richard Wagner he is close,
In soul their images are seen.
The movements in their breadth though little,
But it's so nice in coziness,
And into them I go deeply,
In drawings of the walls, stones, stains.
I see the kind wood - very dreamlike,
And native, like a breath, you sing,
You need to find your own, secret
Set of the notes and follow it
After fhe floating music phrases,
In them you see - yourself! - and get -
The Giant growth in the Spirit,
The best abode of the world space.
Such a great growth is gigantic!
We get from rarities in art,
like vitamins that make ecstatic,
will be remembered all the time.
Where you outgrow yourself - It means that
You met a genius at once!
O Dvorak, master of revealing,
You always, endlessly surprise!
Like temples are the Dvorzhak's motives,
and listening the soul is raised,
The prayers sang to Saint Ludmila
Are extraordinaire success!
Such exultation is in prayers!
Light ecstasy floods everywhere.
The Czechs became the Christians!
And Grace is settling in us!