Príbehom začínal jeden tmavý večer, keď búrka zapúčala celé mesto.

The story began on a dark evening when a storm was raging across the whole city.

Jana, Marek a Zuzana stáli pred bránami Bratislavského hradu.

Jana, Marek, and Zuzana were standing before the gates of Bratislava Castle.

Hľadali dobrodružstvo a tajomstvo.

They were looking for adventure and mystery.

Hrad bol starý a majestátny.

The castle was old and majestic.

Búrlivý vietor fúkal a sprevádzal ich vo vnútri hradu.

The fierce wind blew, accompanying them inside the castle.

Po chvíli prechádzania tmavými chodbami zbadali maličký vchod skrytý pod kobercom.

After a while of walking through the dark corridors, they spotted a tiny entrance hidden under a carpet.

Zuzana sa priblížila a odtiahla koberec.

Zuzana approached and pulled the carpet away.

"Pozrite sa!

"Look!"

" - zvolala.

she exclaimed.

Vchod viedol dolu schodmi.

The entrance led down a set of stairs.

Schody boli úzke a kľukaté.

The stairs were narrow and winding.

Marek držal lampu.

Marek held a lamp.

Opatrne kráčali dolu, až sa ocitli v tajomnej miestnosti.

They carefully walked down until they found themselves in a mysterious room.

V tej miestnosti boli staré portréty, knihy a jeden veľký truhlica.

In that room were old portraits, books, and a large chest.

"Toto musí byť stovky rokov staré," povedala Jana.

"This must be hundreds of years old," said Jana.

Napätie vzrástlo, keď Marek otvoril truhlicu.

The tension heightened as Marek opened the chest.

Žiadne zlato, žiadne kulovaló dyamóny.

No gold, no dazzling diamonds.

Našli starý rukopis a zvláštne kľúče.

They found an old manuscript and strange keys.

Hneď ich zaujalo písmo, ktoré opisovalo príbeh o stratenom čase.

The writing immediately caught their attention, describing a story about lost time.

"Kde to máme," zašepkala Zuzana, "táto miestnosť musí byť opustená storočia.

"Where are we," whispered Zuzana, "this room must have been abandoned for centuries."

" Zobrali rukopis na svetlo a čítali:"Kľúče sú most do minulosti.

They took the manuscript to the light and read: "The keys are a bridge to the past.

Dvere sa otvoríte len s pravým kľúčom.

The door will open only with the right key."

"Marek, s rukopisom v ruke, uvidel na stene staré dvere.

Marek, holding the manuscript, saw an old door on the wall.

"Poďme to vyskúšať," navrhol.

"Let's try it," he suggested.

Jeden po druhom skúšali kľúče, až narazili na ten správny.

One by one they tried the keys, until they found the right one.

Dvere sa pomaly otvárali.

The door slowly opened.

Za nimi bola ešte jedna miestnosť s množstvom starých staromaestských artefaktov.

Behind it was another room filled with many ancient artifacts.

Objavili tajomstvá, ktoré boli pochované po celé stáročia.

They discovered secrets that had been buried for centuries.

Boli to príbehy z doby dávno minulá, archívy rodu, o ktorom nikto netušil.

These were stories from a bygone era, archives of a lineage no one knew about.

Týmto sa dobrodružstvo neskončilo.

Their adventure wasn’t over.

Jana, Marek a Zuzana uvažovali, čo urobia so svojim objavom.

Jana, Marek, and Zuzana pondered what to do with their discovery.

Rozhodli sa informovať historikov.

They decided to inform the historians.

Bratislavský hrad sa stal ešte vzácnejší pre svoje nové tajomstvo.

Bratislava Castle became even more valuable for its newfound secret.

Po búrke hrdinská trojica odkráčala domov.

After the storm, the heroic trio walked home.

Futbalové svetlá odrážali ich úspech.

The football lights reflected their success.

Vrátili sa s vedomím, že odkryli nepoznané.

They returned with the knowledge that they had uncovered the unknown.

Jedného dňa to povie devyček navštevujúci hrad.

One day, they would tell their story to the children visiting the castle.

A tak skončil ich príbeh, tajomstvo zostane živé navždy.

And so ended their story, the mystery remaining alive forever.