Hradčany (common Czech pronunciation: [ˈɦrat͡ʃanɪ]; German: Hradschin), the Castle District, is the district of the city of Prague, Czech Republic, surrounding the Prague Castle.
The castle is said to be the biggest castle in the world at about 570 meters in length and an average of about 130 meters wide. Its history stretches back to the 9th century. St Vitus Cathedral is located in the castle area.
Most of the district consists of noble historical palaces. There are many other attractions for visitors: romantic nooks, peaceful places and beautiful lookouts.
Hradčany was an independent borough until 1784, when the four independent boroughs that had formerly constituted Prague were proclaimed a single city. The other three were Malá Strana (German: Kleinseite, English: Lesser Quarter), Staré Město (German: Altstadt, English: Old Town) and Nové Město (German: Neustadt, English: New Town).
Hradčany (Nymburk District) is a village and municipality in Nymburk District in the Central Bohemian Region of the Czech Republic.
Coordinates: 50°09′027″N 15°016′036″E / 50.15750°N 15.27667°E / 50.15750; 15.27667
Hradčany is a village and municipality (obec) in Přerov District in the Olomouc Region of the Czech Republic.
The municipality covers an area of 5.33 square kilometres (2.06 sq mi), and has a population of 257 (as at 3 July 2006).
Hradčany lies approximately 9 kilometres (6 mi) east of Přerov, 29 km (18 mi) south-east of Olomouc, and 238 km (148 mi) east of Prague.
Is it a crime to want to be happy in a sick, sick world
If it's the fool who believes in forgiveness, I'm a sick, sick girl
I long to cry on someone's shoulder
To receive a friend's absolution
And I think I know that look I've seen it before
I think you're pitying me
And if you need an emotional score
Then I will be your emotional whore
And when I spit you out at last
You'll understand, try to understand
When is the time to give into mercy and walk from the pain
Where is the will to yearn for out freedom and break the chains
I long to fall into your slumber
You long to slowly pull me under
And I think you know me well, far too well
Too well for my own good
Is it a crime to want to be happy in a sick, sick world
I'm a sick, sick girl
And if you need an emotional score
Then I will be your emotional whore
And when I spit you out at last