Urszula - Konik na biegunach

In a year or two, up the attic stairs
The leaden soldiers will march away
The world of your smiles will pass like the wind
And take away the color from your dreams
In a year or two, up the attic stairs
After the fuzzy teddy will shuffle along
Those careless days and you will see
How wonderful he was after all!

A horse -- a wooden rocking horse
A simple toy, a small see-saw
And it will rock you and make you laugh
A horse - a wooden rocking horse
A friend to spring, a happy smile
Everyone should have one!

You have a hundred troubles and a hundred worries
It's a constant carousel
Not a doll that sobs, not a ball that plays
Takes up all your time
A wide street, a storefront - here it is
You stop for a moment, amazed
So smile and call out
Like when he carried you on his back!

A horse -- a wooden rocking horse
A simple toy, a small see-saw
And it will rock you and make you laugh
A horse - a wooden rocking horse
A friend to spring, a happy smile
Everyone should have one!

A joyous day, a wonderful day
The leaden soldiers are coming back
From the attic back down, by the stairs back here
They come back, but not to you
So that someone, like you, has joyous days
This friend from spring has returned
Everyone will tell you why
You carried him here on your back?

A horse -- a wooden rocking horse
A simple toy, a small see-saw
And it will rock you and make you laugh
A horse - a wooden rocking horse
A friend to spring, a happy smile
Everyone should have one!