Żywiołak - Stuch

Clouds, clouds, clouds levitate
From the lightning beams a divine glow
And the souls of unbaptized fly with them
Such is their fate in these times

Seven days, seven hours, seven minutes after death
Unbaptized, dead, ascended, cursed
The child wraith cries, a hail of cursed falls
The ghost of the little creature is talking to the płanetnik*

Cloudman, Cloudman*, do something
To prevent hail from destroying our crops and
That the lightning doesn't cause terror
Such is their fate in these times

He with saints and demons
Spoke in a language unknown to others
He chased away the clouds with spells,
With secret force, an unknown power
In the old times they were called 'stuchy'*

Seven days, seven hours, seven minutes after death
Unbaptized, dead, ascended, cursed
The child wraith cries, a hail of cursed falls
The ghost of the little creature is talking to the płanetnik

Clouds, clouds, clouds levitate
From the lightning beams a divine glow
Płanetnicy are already preparing the ropes
To give back the sky the sunshine gleam

They drag heavy clouds and guide them
They see the stuffy world differently
They change souls by flying with them
Such is their fate in these times

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Płanetnik, Chmurnik or Stuch - a demon or half-demon from Slavic mythology, personifying atmospheric phenomena. They were believed to direct clouds, sending down storms and hail. It was believed that the soul of person who died a sudden death or committed a suicide (by hanging or drowning themselves) became a płanetnik. They were most often imagined as tall old men in wide hats holding ropes.