Estergom.
Have you heard of
Estergom?
The city on the
Danube bank,
The place where
Hungary was born,
Where great river
makes its fate.
The greatest
temple up to sky,
Touches the
Heaven's Gates,
The grand dome
comes to Paradise,
The bell is calling
for right way.
This temple's on
the highest hill,
Believe me,upper
than the clouds,
From any distance
could be seen,
Besides,you feel
bell's sounds.
What a hidden
lovely place!
What are the
ancient streets!
There are full of
pure grace,
They don't want
you so easily
dismiss.
Have you heard of
Estergom?
The wisdom land
of ancient kings,
The place of the
ever hope,
Under angels
mystic wings.
The valleys and
the hills of
Hungary!
Danube finds here
slow way,
Estergom shows
you a fairy-tale,
The place you
want to stay...
Copyright © Andrey Fisht | Year Posted 2010
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