Martin kráčal po starých uličkách Bratislavy.

Martin walked through the old streets of Bratislava.

Míňal staroveké kostoly a domy.

He passed ancient churches and houses.

Nad ním sa týčil majestátny Bratislavský hrad.

Above him, the majestic Bratislava Castle towered.

Dnes tam bolo veľa ľudí.

Today, there were a lot of people there.

Konal sa tam tradičný folklórny festival.

A traditional folk festival was taking place.

Martin miloval folklór.

Martin loved folklore.

Hudba a tanec ho vždy fascinovali.

Music and dance always fascinated him.

Keď bol malý, jeho starí rodičia mu rozprávali príbehy o slovenských tradíciách.

When he was little, his grandparents told him stories about Slovak traditions.

Vždy túžil vidieť ich naživo.

He always longed to see them live.

Na hrade už hrala hudba.

Music was already playing at the castle.

Ľudia tancovali v krojoch.

People were dancing in traditional costumes.

Martin cítil pulzovanie melódií v srdci.

Martin felt the pulse of the melodies in his heart.

Atmosféra bola živá a srdečná.

The atmosphere was lively and warm.

Všade bol smiech a spev.

Everywhere there was laughter and singing.

Martin si kúpil z obchodu malý drevený fujaru.

Martin bought a small wooden fujara from a shop.

Bola krásne vyrezávaná.

It was beautifully carved.

Poobzeral si stánky s tradičnými jedlami.

He looked around the stalls with traditional foods.

Vo vzduchu cítil vôňu čerstvého chleba a klobásy.

He smelled the aroma of fresh bread and sausages in the air.

Skúsil pečený chlieb s masťou a cibuľou.

He tried baked bread with lard and onions.

Bol lahodný.

It was delicious.

Na hlavnom pódiu vystupovala skupina tanečníkov.

On the main stage, a group of dancers performed.

Ich kroje žiarili farbami.

Their costumes shone with colors.

Každý pohyb bol dokonalý a ladný.

Every movement was perfect and graceful.

Martin sa nadýchal a usmial sa.

Martin took a deep breath and smiled.

Toto bolo to, čo si vždy prial vidieť.

This was what he had always wished to see.

Potom sa stalo niečo zvláštne.

Then something strange happened.

Starý muž prišiel k Martinovi.

An old man came to Martin.

Mal hrubú paličku a šedivé vlasy.

He had a thick cane and gray hair.

Povedal: "Vidím, že sa ti naše tradície páčia.

He said, "I see you like our traditions.

Chceš tancovať s nami?

Would you like to dance with us?"

"Martin bol nadšený, ale trochu nervózny.

Martin was excited but a little nervous.

Nikdy predtým netancoval ľudové tance.

He had never danced folk dances before.

No starý muž ho povzbudil.

But the old man encouraged him.

"Neboj sa, ukážem ti to," povedal s úsmevom.

"Don't worry, I'll show you," he said with a smile.

Spolu išli na pódium.

Together they went to the stage.

Starý muž ukazoval jednoduché kroky.

The old man demonstrated simple steps.

Martin sa snažil napodobniť jeho pohyby.

Martin tried to mimic his movements.

Zvládol to dobre.

He did well.

Ľudé začali tlieskať.

People started clapping.

Martin sa cítil ako hrdina.

Martin felt like a hero.

Po tanci prišiel niekto z publika.

After the dance, someone from the audience approached him.

"Bol si skvelý," povedal s uznaním.

"You were great," he said with admiration.

Martin sa usmial a poďakoval.

Martin smiled and thanked him.

Cítil sa viac ako súčasťou niečoho veľkého.

He felt more a part of something big.

Deň sa pomaly skončil.

The day slowly came to an end.

Slnko zapadalo a hudba utíchala.

The sun was setting, and the music was fading.

Martin odišiel z hradu s plným srdcom.

Martin left the castle with a full heart.

Vedel, že sa stane pravidelným návštevníkom týchto festivalov.

He knew he would become a regular visitor to these festivals.

Doma si zavesil fujaru na stenu.

At home, he hung the fujara on the wall.

Bola to jeho prvá spomienka na tento krásny deň.

It was his first memory of this beautiful day.

A tak z dňa, ktorý začal ako obyčajná prechádzka, sa stalo nezabudnuteľné dobrodružstvo.

And so a day that started as an ordinary walk turned into an unforgettable adventure.

Martin sa tešil na ďalšie podobné zážitky.

Martin looked forward to more experiences like this.

A od toho dňa si Martin spieval slovenské pesničky a tancoval, vždy keď mal voľný čas.

And from that day on, Martin sang Slovak songs and danced whenever he had free time.

Sníval o ďalších festivaloch a o kamarátoch, ktorých tam stretne.

He dreamed of more festivals and the friends he would meet there.

Bratislavský hrad sa pre neho stal symbolom šťastia a radosti.

For him, Bratislava Castle became a symbol of happiness and joy.

A tak Martin našiel svoju vášeň a radosť v ľudových tradíciách.

And so Martin found his passion and joy in folk traditions.

Koniec.

The End.