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by Adolf Heyduk (1835 - 1923)

Pod růžovým v poli keřem zrodila se Jana
Language: Czech (Čeština) 
Pod růžovým v poli keřem zrodila se Jana,
zrodila se, vrostla, kvete jako růže planá.
Jako planá růže kvete, jako planá voní,
v její klín so moje hlava ráda v soumrak kloní.
Jano, moje Jano!

Co mi černou hlavou těká, co v ní divě víří,
vroucím Jana obejmutím skonejší a smíří,
a co v ňadrech rozplakáno a co v ňadrech vzlyká,
lečit umí políbením líp než ostřím dýka.
Líbej, líbej, Jano!

Text Authorship:

  • by Adolf Heyduk (1835 - 1923) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by Vítězslav Augustín Rudolf Novák (1870 - 1949), "Pod růžovým v poli keřem zrodila se Jana", op. 14 no. 3 [ voice and piano ], from Cigánské melodie, no. 3 [sung text checked 1 time]

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English [singable] (Constance Bache)


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This text was added to the website: 2021-10-24
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