Kult - Ballada o dwóch siostrach

There were two sisters: Night and Death
Death was greater, and Night was minor
Night was beautiful like a dream, and Death
- Death was even more beautiful

Hey, noony, noony! Hay noony na!
Death was even more beautiful

The two sisters were serving
In the tavern near to the river
There came a traveler, and he exclaims: Hey!
Serve me, barmaids

Hey, noony, noony! Hay noony na!
Serve me, barmaids

So Night directly ran up gently
The minor one, you know, the glaucous one
She poured, the guest looked in the glass
Noble- he says- cordial

Hey, noony, noony! Hay noony na!
Noble- he says- cordial

But at the moment Death ran up
She was moving even gentler
The traveler cluck, and the glass twang,
Because the cordial was even better

Hey, noony, noony! Hay noony na!
Because the cordial was even better

The traveler drinked to the bottom
And he didn’t talk to anyone more
Seeing, that the second sister has
Very much prettier earring

Hey, noony, noony! Hay noony na!
Very much prettier earrings

This ballad, in the time of rainy weather,
In the Three Crowns Inn
Sang to me, hey!, once in Dublin
John Burton, John of Johns

Hey, noony, noony! Hay noony na!
John Burton, John of Johns

Dublin is the stall with ballads
You can catch many of them there
So, what i heard there once upon a time
Now I repeat for Cracow

Hey, noony, noony! Hay noony na!
Now I Repeat for Cracow