When I Take Off My Shoes (Až si jednou sundám boty)

Lyrics: Robert Krestan, Translation: Ruth Ellen Gruber

When you tell me to stop
And then when I take my shoes off
When the smile of the rails
Tells me jump, now, my friend

When my hand becomes hard
As a tile of terracotta
When I sit by my door
Just don´t ask to what end.

When the dust from my roads
Cleans the scars etched in my forehead
When I learn about things
That are best not to know

When the last of my rhymes
Become idle in my song book
It may well be too late,
The last time, maybe so.

Then when the wind and the rain
Wash the traces from Golgotha
When the smoke from the pyres
In the end fades away

When I take off my belt
And then when I take my shoes off
Nothing´s left for me, now
And for you, now, who´s to say.