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Evening songs

LIV

Josef Štýbr translation

My lips were lockt a long, long time, And mute as rocks are lonely, But suddenly they were unlockt By Thee with one kiss only. That kiss fell as in month of May On parched earth falls a shower; Now songs began to sprout again In my soul with fresh power.

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