This lovely tinted series of early 20th Century postcards depicts stanzas of an old German folk song. I have included a rough translation. |
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DEEP IN THE BOHEMIAN WOODS
There, deep in the Bohemian Woods, My homeland lies. It has been a long time Since I've been gone from there. Nontheless, memory indeed Remains with me constantly; So that I can never forget Those Bohemian Woods. |
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It was in the Bohemian Woods
That my cradle stood. In those beautiful green Bohemian Woods. |
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O lovely childhood,
Return once more. There I was easily My happiest. |
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When I stood in the green meadows
At my father's house, And gazed far away Toward my Fatherland. |
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Just one more time, O Lord,
Let me see my homeland. The beautiful Bohemian Woods, The valleys and the heights. |
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Then I'd gladly go back
And call out with joy, "Take care of yourself, Bohemian Woods. I'll stay at home." |
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