Flow of The Moldou
Flow as forever through the land,
so swiftly runs your stream;
Moldou River, hark the torrents.
Below your surface, smooth rocks gleam.
Through the Czech Republic to the ocean,
view of countryside; bucolic, green.
Knew Smetana hearts he'd touch forever?
Blew harsh times of conflict o'er each scene.
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