To My Compatriots

If a tempest arises and causes to fall
One of the pillars supporting your wall,
The house will not topple – don't run off in fright:
Replace it – just find a new pillar, that's all,
And everything will be all right.

If at the hands of a foe or of fate
Falls one of our best – let your will not abate;
Let another, his comrade-in-arms, his true friend
Step forth and continue his cause so great
Until its triumphant end.

Lithuania! Invaded by enemies dread
You must be like the hydra, which, losing one head,
At once grew five others instead of just one.
Only so you'll survive and will not fall down dead
Though the enemy thinks he has won!

Translated by Dorian Rottenberg
(Contributed by daniel on Wednesday, April 6th, 2011)
 
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