Do věží [English translation]

Tell me, my dear lord,

to where leads the locked door,

where do the ones

blinded by love go in secret.

Tell me, my venerable lord,

why is your castle unsuitable for love

and where do the ones who does not resist love

hide their confessions.

Probably in the towers.

Probably in the towers.

Tell me, my noble lord,

which way do the unfaithful go,

where they meet in secret,

those who are melted by love.

I'll tell you in return,

how to tune the strings in a woman,

for that I would just like to know

where do the lovers go.

Probably in the towers.

Probably in the towers.

• Artist:Waldemar Matuška