When the moon shone in the sky for you
I felt the love that came like the wind
My heart was in need of a hot
You were the daughter of a fisherman I Tatra highlander
Deer somewhere over
Lake sleepily roared
Fish in the lake has long since gone to sleep
Rzekłaś then to me, my little one!
Well you can in this steamy,
Masurian night to give?

Daughter of a fisherman
Zura z Mazur
Look at how the lake water glaze
Give me your lips
Take me in your arms
Let going to see how many sweets
Ilona is the word

Summer has passed, but the fire is burning feeling
Although the distance
now so great between us
I still feel in my body
your two hands
In my ears roar water
Las szemrze
Zakopane all buried in snow
And you write: the coarse lake country
Submitting kisses and two fish scales
Winter is over, summer two connectors heart

Daughter of a fisherman
Zura z Mazur
Look at how the lake water glaze
Give me your lips
Take me in your arms
Let going to see how many sweets
a word ...
Ilona

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