Artur Andrus - Ballada o Baronie, Niedźwiedziu i Czarnej Helenie

In the Myśliwiecka Street, next to Czerniakowska Street,
When into Łazienkowska street will come in,
God creatures lived:
Baron with real Bear.
They walked in hot summer
Into green Agrykola,
Such there was two transcendental existences:
Bear with real Baron.
Bear had some honey his jaw,
And baron had bloodshot eyes,
Because they lived a very decadent life
Bear with real Baron.
And they would revel all palace away,
Always would be eaten by gangrene,
If their face did not hold
By a brutal Helena.
Black Helena raises ivy,
She plants begonias into flower-pots,
But into stadium no one let her,
Because followers afraid of her.
Black Helena has a lot of charm
And some other advantages,
Wreath on her head, little twig in hand
And in front of her is a shepherd.
People, listen my ballad,
Which is almost finished,
They live according in three
In the Myśliwiecka Street in Warsaw,
Whether heat spring and flowers flourish,
Or wet grim autumn:
Real Baron, mustachioed Bear
And Helena Gale