Translation of the song lyrics Dachau blues - Karel Kryl

Dachau blues (original)

Kdyz stiny k sobe v touze lnou
Tma prohlasi se kouzelnou
A nekde zneji bici
Kdyz mesic tepe do mrisky
Dva Popelciny orisky
S sedivou holubici
Kdyz zvony pulnoc dozvoni
A vratice se rozvoni
Zly sen se vraci znovu
Jsou dosud v okne strepy skla
A krev jez znova vytryskla
Skapava do proslovu
Kdyz uzkost chodi po spickach
Jak divka v modrych lodickach
A v bile rozhalence
Kdyz promarneno vzkriseni
Kdyz most ma pouta leseni
Jez krici na milence
Kdyz zlato place mosazi
Kdyz vzduch se odel do sazi
A prazdnem skvary zeje
Zas strach ma ze lzi mozaiku
A za zveraci kazajku
Uz nasel farizeje
Zvracime precpani
a mesice se pocinaji patkem
kricime ze spani
zas desice se podepsanim radkem
pod hranou odvahou
tkvi pobledlost
jak Pilat ruce myjem
kdyz s chladnou rozvahou
jde posedlost
pak zitrka nedozijem
Kdyz lez je pravdy zarukou
Jde volnost s pouty na rukou
A vukol kvetou hroby
Kdyz z lasky stal se mourenin?
Pak devce poda ruzenin
A zbude bez ozdoby
Kdyz zloba zbyva bez lasky?
Pak Zidum krade oblazky
A hlasa toleranci
A intelekt kdyz bez duse?
Pak podoben je ropuse
Ci slepci smecem v tanci!

Dachau blues (translation)

When the shadows cling to each other in desire
Darkness declares itself magical
And the drums sound somewhere
When the moon beats in the grid
Two Cinderella nuts
With a sedentary dove
When the midnight bells ring
And the gates will unfold
The bad dream comes back again
There are still glass shards in the window
And the blood of the weir gushed again
Dripping into a speech
When anxiety goes on tiptoe
Like a girl in blue boats
And in the white
When wasted resurrection
When the bridge has a handcuffed forest
Eat screams for lovers
When gold place brass
When the air drifted into the soot
And empty squirrels
Again, I'm afraid there is a mosaic
And for the straitjacket
He found the Pharisees
We throw up the people
and the moons begin on Friday
screams of sleep
again desice with a signed line
under the edge of courage
tkvi pallor
how to Pilat hands wash
though with cold balance
there is an obsession
then tomorrow I won't finish
When you climb, the truth is guaranteed
There is freedom with handcuffs
And graves are blooming
When did love become a moron?
Then the girls give the roses
And he will be left without ornaments
When anger is left without love?
Then Zidum steals the clouds
A voice of tolerance
And the intellect without a soul?
Then it looks like a ropus
I'm blind in dance!