Na sedmém lánu / O šípkových růžích [English translation]

In the seventh lane by the seventh granary

A rose bush shone like a candle

But someone cut the rose hips there in the morning

They will not bloom anymore, believe it or not

About the rose hips river sings softly

Horses carry the song in their manes to the distance

About the rose hips that I miss

Even the wind in the birches sang and played that song

In the seventh lane by the seventh granary

A rose bush shone like a candle

But someone cut the rose hips there in the morning

They will not bloom anymore, believe it or not

• Artist:Helena Vondráčková
• Album:Sprint (CD 2004)