Kamniti Bridge over the Vipava River in Vipava (Slovenia)

 God's blessing on all nations
Who long and work for that bright day
When o'er earth's habitations
No war, no strife shall hold its sway

Who long to see
That all men free
No more shall foes, but neighbours be!

Slovenian anthem,

writen by Stanko Premr from Vipava

Stone Bridge crossing the Pasji Rep stream in Podnanos (Slovenia)

 

"There can be little doubt that in many ways the story of bridge building is the story of civilization. By it we can readily measure an important part of a people's progress."

Franklin D. Roosevelt

Solkan Bridge over the Isonzo River near Nova Gorica (Slovenia)

The Isonzo scoured

Me like

One of its stones.

I pulled my four 

limbs together,

And went, like an acrobat,

Over the water.

Crouched by my clothes

Fouled with war, I inclined

My head, like a Bedouin,

To receive the sun.

From the poem Rivers

Giuseppe Ungaretti

Tromostovje (Triple Bridge) over the Ljubljanica River in Ljubljana (Slovenia)

They were all fed on many a plaint and tear

The humble blooms on my Parnassus grown;
My tears of love flowed not for you alone,
But also for the land I hold so dear.

My soul was filled with bitterness and fear
At love so scant to a trusting Mother shown;
The thought that no more love from you I've known
Torments and tears me like a wound severe.

All the reward I wished for was that you
With me a poet's timeless fame might share
That native songs our poignant tale might bear;

That all Slovenes should waken and that true
Content and joy might come. Despite my care,
Frail growth these blossoms had, so sad and few

France Preseren

Bridge over the moat of Sneznik Castle in Kozarisce (Slovakia)

A Slovene wreath your poet has entwined,
Of fifteen sonnets is the chaplet bound,
And in it thrice the Master Theme must sound:
Thus are the other harmonies combined.
Now from his source like streams in order wind
The sonnets, and the head of each is found
By the last line of the last sonnet crowned;
This is a semblance of your poet's mind.
From one love all by thoughts arise, and lo!
Whene'er I sleep at night they cease to flow,
But stir when darkness flees before dawn's rays.
You are the Master Theme of my whole life,
Which will be heard when I have ceased my strife A record of my pain and of your praise.

Poem by slovenian poet 

France Preseren

Tromostovje (Triple Bridge) over the Ljubljanica River in Ljubljana (Slovenia)

Nous marchions tous les deux

Dans cette ville morte. 

Le regard belliqueux, 

Tu me servais d'escorte. 

...

Nous marchions tous les deux

Devant nous s'étendait

Ljubljana et ses feux qui brillaient

qui briallaient qui brillaient

Ooh Ljubljana

Ooh Ljubljana

Lyrics of Ljubljana

Band Lescop