Daniel Landa – Tradice Lyrics
Artist: Daniel Landa
Song: Tradice
Bitva utichá, tekla krev ve jménu kalicha
Skončil tak slavný čas, a když
Pán Bůh dá, snad jednou přijde zas
Trochu zabolí, že Jan Hus je fráze ze školy
Ideál husitů proměnil se dneska v tlupu banditů
Patron náš svatý, slzy v očích myslí na časy zlatý
Když tak lidi chtěli, aby chlapi z Blaníku
Rychle vyjeli
Stáli, hlídali tradice hory Říp, aby bylo líp
Smáli se, plakali pro naší malou zem a pro blaho všem
Teď už odchází, jedou do nebe, beze mne bez tebe
Nic je neprovází, jsou celí užaslí a ohně vyhasly
Meče zarezly, krysy z kanálu nám vylezly
Kde je ta čistota, kam zmizela čest, odvaha, ochota
To by se podivil pantatíček Masaryk, kdyby žil
Všichni jsme zapomněli, co legionáři vlastně chtěli
Stáli, hlídali tradice hory Říp, aby bylo líp
Smáli se plakali, pro naší malou zem a pro blaho všem
Teď už odchází, jedou do nebe, beze mne bez tebe
Nic je neprovází, jsou celí užaslí a ohně vyhasly
Letce z Anglie vlastní národ klidně zabije
Jsou s nimi potíže, příliš odvahy
Tak rychle za mříže
Mocní Sokoli, hrdý na to, že je nikdo neskolí
Zabitý malostí, když primitiv zvítězil
Nad sílou moudrosti
Stáli, hlídali tradice hory Říp, aby bylo líp
Smáli se plakali, pro naší malou zem a pro blaho všem
Teď už odchází, jedou do nebe, beze mne bez tebe
Nic je neprovází, jsou celí užaslí a ohně vyhasly
Skončil tak slavný čas, a když Pán Bůh dá
Snad jednou přijde zas…
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Tradice Lyrics – English Translation
The battle blows, flowed blood in the name of Kalich
Finished so famous time, and when
Lord God gives, perhaps once comes
A little kills that Jan Hus is a phrase from school
Hussite ideal turned to Bandits today
Patron of our holy, tears in the eyes thinking of golden times
When they wanted people to make guys out of Blanec
Quickly
They stood, watching the tradition of the mountain rip to be better
Laughed, weeped for our little ground and for the welfare to all
Now he is leaving, they go to heaven, without me without you
Nothing is picked up, the celete is amazed and the fire extinguished
Swords broke out, rats from the canal climbed us
Where is the purity where honor disappeared, courage, willingness
This would be a wonderful masaryk pinge if he lived
We all forgot what legionaries were actually wanted
They stood, watching the tradition of the mountain rip to be better
Laughed wept for our little ground and for the welfare for everyone
Now he is leaving, they go to heaven, without me without you
Nothing is picked up, the celete is amazed and the fire extinguished
Flyer from England Own nation kills
Are trouble with them, too courage
So fast behind bars
The powerful falcon, proud to be nobody will
Killed by smallness when the primitives won
Above the power of wisdom
They stood, watching the tradition of the mountain rip to be better
Laughed wept for our little ground and for the welfare for everyone
Now he is leaving, they go to heaven, without me without you
Nothing is picked up, the celete is amazed and the fire extinguished
Ended so famous time, and when the Lord God gives
Perhaps once comes again …
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Daniel Landa Lyrics – Tradice
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From the album:
Quickstar Productions Presents : Rock 4 Life International Volume 14
Release Year: 2009