Even after this title, it would be a shame - as all plagiarism is - if I didn't immediately quote Wass Albert with the lines of his work Give me back my mountains:
"...gentlemen, I've had enough. I don't play anymore. Give me back my mountains! Don't tell me to find a place for myself elsewhere in the world, because there is no place in this world that is mine apart from that one. Don't say that you accept me in this or that country, because I have nothing to earn in those countries. Don't say that I find a mountain for myself in the Cordilleras or the Sierra Nevada: because those are other people's mountains, not mine. For me, those mountains have no beauty and no peace. Give me back my mountains! …”.
It would be a shame if I were to suggest more than a sigh of parallel with the works of Albert Wass, but it is so good that the lines of those works still penetrate right to our hearts today.
I only complain that they want to take away from me, from us, the importance and meaning of life that was once beautifully painted or drawn on the stone vaults of caves, walls, papyrus, wooden tablets, canvases and countless other materials and places, with coal, feldspars and minerals, and chemicals. But they also want to take away the smell of musical instruments, because only those who are not exposed to the smoke of the bonfires of censored works can smell them. It happened before! We cannot be forgetful; the arsonists of the bonfires of books and paintings, certified with a "superior pedigree", the criminals who were now armed only with feathers, did not cut towards the four heavens with their swords to protect their country, but only reflected the blood of thousands in their chase.
Statues, poems, mosaics, buildings, bridges, and dance steps, musical traditions, tales and sayings, sayings, expressions, landscape sayings, costumes and cysios and thousands and thousands of impressions of what, with difficulty, remained for us in the end as our common cultural heritage, so I feel threatened, I feel they want to take it away, they want to make it disappear by the big magicians of the moneybags. They can't take it!
They can't take away our good news either! We are hospitable, but even the three little pigs boiled water when the wolf came! They cannot take away the common sense of our people and our thousand-year-old wisdom.
We already inherited it from the Scythians and Huns. They cannot take away our faith and trust even from those who have proven themselves and are proving themselves daily with their actions, we are on our side!
Should I say it, or do they already know? They know it anyway, but I agree - because the older a person is, the more they know that, in some cases, it is necessary to say the words, because it may not be possible to do so later - I am thinking of Viktor Orbán and his government.
We don't have colonies that we once had, but those who had, those who are now looking for a new homeland, come to their old colonial holders with a request for a "return visit". We had nothing like Otto von Bismarck's colonies in Africa. At the time of the "Chase Africa" contest, in 1884, after the agreement of 1867, we performed the first act of Bánk bán at the ceremonial opening of the Hungarian Royal Opera House. we performed the overture of László Hunyadi and the first act of the opera Lohengrin (Richard Wagner), conducted by Ferenc Erkel.
They can't take it!
József Kiss, Károly Kós prize-winner landscape and garden architect
