Storm Over the Tatras (Nad Tatrou sa blyská)

Lighting flashes over the Tatra, the thunder pounds wildly,
Lighting flashes over the Tatra, the thunder pounds wildly.
Let us pause, brothers, they will surely disappear, the Slovaks will revive,
Let us pause, brothers, they will surely disappear, the Slovaks will revive.

This Slovakia of ours has been fast asleep until now,
This Slovakia of ours has been fast asleep until now.
But the thunder and lighting are encouraging it to come alive,
But the thunder and lighting are encouraging it to come alive.