Dzierzba [English translation]

What am I doing?

I'm impaling, impaling, impaling!

I don't think, I don't groan, I don't beg

On stake, I'm impaling, impaling!

Luna looks through the window

My crying is now gone

Let his white bones

be covered with eternal sleep

Dead evil awakens

It glares at me, its hand stretches out

Don't be afraid, poor child

It will be over soon

You were born for suffering, but now

Death will calm you down

The face disappears in the darkness

In the darkness blindness rules

In the dark - everyone's an enemy

In the dark - a black god

What is lost will not be regained

You will not enkindle the ember that has gone out

You're not turning back

Past moments

What is dead will still be

Hands made from branches, chicken legs

My soul is lost

I had no choice

I - Shishimora

- forever lost

I was condemned to eternal weep

Guests are passing

Near my orchard

They won't come to me

... kill, kill !!!

Guests are passing

Near my orchard

They won't come to me

... I want blood !!!

Nightly feast is being prepared

The moment is coming

Quietly into the old hut

A viper of great size is coming

Guests are passing

Near my orchard

They won't come to me

... kill, kill !!!

Guests are passing

Near my orchard

They won't come to me

... I want blood !!!

She removes covers from the baby

Crawls out neatly with it

Cunningly she chose the lesser evil

Stealing the invader's son.

With a bird's cry, I will fly away

On shrike wings to Nav*

I shall dance for the last time

Let there be peace

What is lost will not be regained

You will not enkindle the ember that has gone out

You're not turning back

Past moments

What is dead will still be

• Artist:Percival Schuttenbach
• Album:Mniejsze Zło