RESPECT the FARMER.2026
Nándor Sárközi / rongyos motoros /
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RESPECT the FARMER.2026
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Nándor Sárközi / rongyos motoros /
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Respect the Farmer
Respect the farmer, working through the day,
He puts the bread on your table, never asking for pay.
He wakes before the sunrise, when fields are cold and grey,
You call him dirty peasant, but he turns the other way.
Don't look down upon him, he feeds you every day,
He trusts in Mother Nature, in her ancient, honest way,
What he sows in April, with a steady, hopeful hand,
Will rise in golden summer, across this blessed land.
Respect the farmer, humble, true and strong,
Working without a word, all the whole day long,
He endures in silence, steady, carrying on,
With faith in God above us, from dusk till dawn.
In the city you have everything, if money buys your time,
But you lose touch with nature, in that endless, racing climb.
And when you fall exhausted, with no one left to call,
Your daily life in chaos, not the life you dreamed at all.
Then you will remember him, who lives in balance, free,
You hurt him many times before, yet still he answers with mercy.
Respect the farmer, humble, true and strong,
Working without a word, all the whole day long,
He endures in silence, steady, carrying on,
With faith in God above us, from dusk till dawn.
He never fights this battle alone, not one man stands apart,
His family stands behind him, heart to loving heart,
Hand in hand together, in love they sow the seed,
And guard the future for us, for all the mouths to feed.
Their house is warm, a haven, where ancient wisdom lives,
A knowledge from the old earth, that only nature gives,
We all belong together, on this sacred ground,
Where work is holy, life is holy, and true love can be found.
And families become a nation, with roots both deep and strong,
A proud and earthbound people, to whom this land belongs,
As long as seeds keep sprouting in the furrow, row by row,
Our future will be plentiful, our future still will grow.
Respect the farmer, humble, true and strong,
Working without a word, all the whole day long,
He endures in silence, steady, carrying on,
With faith in God above us, from dusk till dawn.
With faith in God. On this sacred ground.
2026.10.15. Nándor Sárközi.