The Legend of the Heathen Triglav
The Legend of the Heathen T r i g l a v written by Zdzisław Skibicki translated by Adam Piotrowski Did you realize, as the legend would hold, Triglav is already some centuries old? Hundreds of years ago, a town with a moat, Guarded by Triglav, when it was dark and when not. People had deep faith in the god with three heads, Three-fac^ed idol – much mightier than spearheads. Boleslaw the Wrymouth called out all and one Duke declar^ed the end to heathens' wanton O! Pomeranians, now Christians you'll be! Panic struck them, no other way they could see... Monsignor Otto von Bamberg broke a sweaty drop On the faith of the forebears his sword he would drop Walked with fortitude across the Pomeranian land Baptized the folk, set up churches, prophesies penned Ordered to fell the metusalem oaks And to build a new faith among the sea folks Priests carried, at night, the belov^ed oak tree Away on their backs where...