Andrzej Cierniewski - Dwie Morgi Słońca

What you lack in Polish cloudy days,
while still drizzling, or raining?
In a country where measures the eternal than your days,
robs you from the sun.
What would you really want, when winter white scarf
freeze you to the bone?
What can you seriously want to have a moment,
have a few moments of joy?

Two acres of the sun, an orange grove on them,
been there forever, you can sing "Bayu fairytale" ...

CHOIR:
Bayu Bayu Bayu Bayu Bay ...
Bayu Bayu Bayu Bayu Bay ...
Bayu Bayu Bayu Bayu Bay...
Bayu Bayu Bayu Bayu Bay.

Oh, where are they, where two acre solar?
When finally you fly
from a country where you pleni sugar over the state,
He echoed a potato ...
Do not drop them, do not lie next to these,
near Kielce, whether in Mlawa ...
Sometimes it is already near, July is a generous gesture,
but it is no ... almost.

Two acres of the sun. . . etc / x 2