Have you heard of Estergom?
The town on Danube bank,
The place where Hungary was born,
Danube finds here beautiful fate.
The greatest temple up to sky,
Touches Heavens' gates,
Grand dome comes to Paradise,
The bell is calling the right way.
This temple-on the highest hill,
Believe me,upper then the clouds,
From any distance may be seen,
Besides,you feel bell's sounds.
What a hidden lovely place!
What are the ancient streets!
They are full of pure grace,
They don't want so easily dismiss.
Have you heard of Estergom?
The wisdom land of ancient kings,
The place of the ever hope,
Under angels mystic wings.
The valleys and the hills of Hungary,
Danube finds here slow pray,
This town shows you a fairy-tale,
The place you want to stay.
Estergom
© Copyright: Андрей Фишт, 2010
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Nice, beautiful, wonderful poem!
Thank you and good luck.
Татьяна Дорог 22.01.2021 22:03 • Заявить о нарушении
Thank you and good luck.
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