Nad Tatrou sa blýska, hromy divo bijú!
nad Tatrou sa blýska, hromy divo bijú!
Zastavme ich bratia, veď sa ony stratia, Slováci ožijú!
zastavme ich bratia, veď sa ony stratia, Slováci ožijú!
To Slovensko naše dosiaľ tvrdo spalo!
to Slovensko naše dosiaľ tvrdo spalo!
Ale blesky hromu vzbudzujú ho k tomu, aby sa prebralo!
ale blesky hromu vzbudzujú ho k tomu, aby sa prebralo!
*Kitt and Katka where leading the few other slavic felines in a round of the slovakian national anthem, they had taken up place in one of the corner tables of the cafe and where singing loudly, bottles of slovakian pear brandy in paw... The two tables where of the large picninc table varaity , and after a few verses Kitt and Katka where on the bench dancing arm in arm to the cheers of theyre colleuges. The dance seemed to be a complex slovakian dance that involved a lot of stamping and shouting to whoops of excitement of the others... One of the younger cats brought through a cd player and after a moments fiddling loud techno and trance accompanied the shouts and whoops. Several other pairs including Alicia and Martin, and even the two youngest felines, Michal and Al where up on tables or on the rugged floor dancing and shouting. Kitt jumped down from the table and pulled Katka after, embracing her they continued to dance and stamp accompanied by whoops and shouted slovakian phrases.
To kitt it felt like he had never left, pulling Katka into a hug before continuing to stamp and shout, interspersed with the odd swig of pear brandy he tied a bandanna over his head but left on, as everyone else had, the white chefs aprons. Making for a buizzare but enormously joyous atmoshpere that filled the cafe*
(( this is what generally happens in slovakia, it makes for one of the best atmospheres ive ever been in
))