A patriot be – for knowledge, freedom,
The soul’s too small a price to pay!
Mind you, not his soul, my brothers,
The nation’s soul he’ll give away!
And he’s kind to everybody,
But you see – for any pelf,
It’s only human, he can’t help it,
He will sell his soul and self.
Besides he is a pious Christian
Ever at each mass parading,
Just because for him the church is
Nothing but a place for trading!
And he’s kind to everybody,
But you see – for any pelf,
It’s only human, he can’t help it,
He will pawn his life herself.
And he’s nice and sympathizing,
Not forgetting his poor neighbour;
But it isn’t he who feeds you,
It’s you feed him with your labour,
And he’s kind to everybody,
But you see – for any pelf,
It’s only human, he can’t help it,
He’ll eat up. his very self.
(Khristo Botev)
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