Mihály Vörösmarty

The Earth itself must pass away,
must like a bubble effervesce
and burst to empty nothingness!

No other spot in all the world
can touch your heart as home;
let fortune bless or fortune curse,
from hence you shall not roam!

He is not lost, whate`er his fate,
whose heart is confident!

One who could return
Such love I bestow,
Faithful in life and death,
Lives not on Earth below.