Jarmark na Majdanie. Piosenka spoza kadru.

Motto: - Nad czymżeś się zadumał?

           - Że niewolnikom zajedno, kto im jarzmo nakłada.

                                                    K. Bunsch "Przełom"

 

The leaf shudders in the wind,
The water murmurs in the river,
The ear of wheat bowed to the ground,
It waves the crop.

A son to the woods am I,
Free as the bird in flight,
I sing the outlaw's ballad,
Full of mourn and longing.

The rifle's my fiancee,
This roan is my brother,
Life in the woods is hard,
An outlaw's way of living is tough.

Put your guns in your belt,
The rich man's headed for the market,
Make loose the stallion's reigns,
Payback is coming through us.

Chorus:
How I love to fall asleep
At night in the woods by the fire,
Everyone sitting together,
The Dream by the stream.

Evening at the stake, weary,
The outlaws sing their longings,
The cowards have been punished,
We're drinking their riches.

A man's road may be tough
Down to the last star,
But free is my soul,
Free be my heart.

 

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I tak ich właśnie widzę. Dzieci kraju bez praw, zahartowane codzienną walką o byt, siedzące długo w noc wokół kotła, pod którym ogień podkładają obcy.