Ta lendab mesipuu poole. It flies towards the beehive

Eesti kommunismiohvrid 1940-1991 memoriaal Maarjamäel.
Peep Sarapik (1949-1994) / Juhan Liiv (1864-1913)
Ta lendab lillest lillesse,
ja lendab mesipuu poole;
ja tõuseb kõuepilv ülesse -
ta lendab mesipuu poole.
Ja langevad teele tuhanded;
veel koju jõuavad tuhanded
ja viivad vaeva ja hoole
ja lendavad mesipuu poole!
Hing, oh hing, sa raskel a’al -
kuis õhkad isamaa poole;
kas kodu sa, kas võõral maal -
kuis ihkad isamaa poole!
Ja puhugu vastu sull’ surmatuul
ja lennaku vastu sull’ surmakuul:
sa unustad surma ja hoole
ning tõttad isamaa poole!
Hing, oh hing, sa raskel a’al -
kuis õhkad isamaa poole;
kas kodu sa, kas võõral maal -
kuis ihkad isamaa poole!
Translation:
He flies from flower to flower
and flies toward the beehive;
and the lightning clouds are rising -
Yet he flies toward the beehive.
And thousands go down;
thousands are coming home
and will endure hard work and care
and fly to the beehive!
Soul, oh soul, oh when the times are hard -
How you desire to be in your fatherland;
whether you’re home or in a foreign land -
you want to be in your fatherland!
And death’s wind might be blowing against you
and a bullet of death might be coming towards you:
you forget about death and care
and hurry to your fatherland!
Soul, oh soul, oh when the times are hard -
How you desire to be in your fatherland;
whether you’re home or in a foreign land -
you want to be in your fatherland

[@marleenramaekers1491]

One of the most beautiful songs I have ever heard! ❤

[@ardopa2414]

He flies towards the beehive[1] He flies from flower to flower and flies to the beehive; and the thunder cloud rises up, he flies towards the beehive. And thousands fall on the road, thousands more will arrive home and take effort and care and fly to the beehive. Soul, oh soul, you on a heavy a'al - when you blow towards the fatherland; whether at home or in a foreign land - how you yearn for the fatherland! And let the wind of death blow against you and fly against you on the moon of death: you forget death and care and rush to the fatherland! Soul, oh soul, you on a heavy a'al - when you blow towards the fatherland; whether at home or in a foreign land - :,: how you yearn for the fatherland! :,:

[@ardopa2414]

this song sums up being an Estonian, especially in difficult times

[@rikske1960]

The song was used in a Belgian docu about - THE NEW IRON CURTAIN - it's so beautiful