Égi madár [English translation]

Why are you grieving, comrade, when you’ve got nothing?

God is good, He gives good things, so keep hope alive.

Time will open up to the tender grass

As far as our eyes can see, we'll both go to exile.

We’ll have no troubles, just like a bird,

which unbound wind flies into the world,

under the forest, there are beds made of fallen leaves,

ringing streams will provide us with clean water.

Tell me why you're grieving, buddy,

hey, when you haven’t even got a shelter any more

the heaven still gives warmth,

God gives bread!

• Artist:Dalriada
• Album:Szelek