Текст песни - - Литовский замок

On one of the remote streets
There is a high red house large
The windows iron bars,
Surrounded by a high wall.

Silence all around everywhere,
Never heard a soul.
Around paced hour,
In the strong castle gates.

Sometimes there can be heard the sound of the songs,
But sad as autumn day;
Sometimes the window there is seen a prisoner,
But thin and pale, like a shadow.

Who are they, the silent heroes
There, behind a strong wall
Similarly, animals cruelly locked
In this coffin, cold and damp.

They are the unknown heroes,
They are the martyrs of the nation,
Who under the proud banner of freedom
I called to go ahead without a murmur!

Many of them fell with glory,
Many and still fall in the struggle,
But in the hearts of free people
The case of shall never die.