Translation:Baltic to Tatras, sonnets / II. The road to Malborg

„From the Marienburg Tower rang A horsebus sounded on the Altmark pavement. Among the screaming of the children, the clatter of horse hooves. I think about you, Alf and Aldona! You loved a great man on the earth. And his sins of life are heavy. But is it happier the gentle virtue A small aim seeing with blunt eyes? No! Who in a whirl of combat and the confusion of the feels Though both sails and and masts will lose He did not release a spark onto ship of life. An attack won't break him, a betrayal will not overthrow. And the Teutonic Knight, seeing the project as miserable Glad with himself, will roar: Woe! Woe!