Fraternity-Testvériség, 1958 (36. évfolyam, 1-11. szám)

1958-05-01 / 5. szám

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FRATERNITY

Strike up! But no! In silence leave the strings Until that day when earth shall join in feast,

Till all the storm and darkness shall be past,

And war’s abhorent discords shall have ceas’d.

When that day comes, play on with new-found cheer Until the very gods rejoice to hear!

Then take in hand again the fiddle-bow And let your face reflect your inward glow,

With joy-filled heart, with brimming wine-filled glass: Then, gypsy, play, and let your troubles pass!

Translated by W. KIRKCONNELL