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Gárdonyi Géza

If I die

Don't look at me with horror

if I die:

the dead in the coffin

I'm not.

It's just ash, it's an obsessive television.

The flame disappeared. The flame, - I was.

I'm not tears of my fate,

and the priest shall not say, "Behold, he fell into dust."

Wow the orphan,

and not the prisoner who is freed.

And when the speaker speaks for Sir,

and finally cries out, "God is with you!"

don't get me into the grave

put your hands up!

#1-es!

Sz@ r Google forditas

Ne nézzetek rám borzalommal,

ha meghalok:

az a halott a koporsóban

nem én vagyok.

Csak hamu az, elomló televény.

A láng eltünt. A láng, - az voltam én.

Sorsomnak gyászán se könnyezetek,

s ne mondja a pap: "Ime, porba hullt!"

Sirassátok az árva gyermeket,

s ne a rabot, aki megszabadult.

S mikor a szónok a sirnál beszél,

és végül kiált: "Hát Isten veled!"

ne le a sírba integessen nékem,

fölfelé nyujtson búcsuzó kezet!

If/When I die

Don't look at me with horror

if/when I die:

the dead in the coffin

Isn’t me

that’s only ash, it's a broken-up humification

The flame disappeared. The flame, - that’s what I was

Do not shed tears upon my fate’s mourning

And the priest shouldn’t say,”see, he became dust”

Mourn the orphan

and not the prisoner who is freed.

And when the preacher speaks at the grave

and finally cries out, "God be with you!"

he shouldn’t wave to me down the grave

but raise his arms to say farewell