Wojciech Młynarski - Ballada o strachu na wróble

Tłumaczenie:

When the sign blew on the storm
Hot, angry, crazy wind
The scarecrow fell on his back
For astonished gray areas
The sparrows feared him to death
So a brazenly joyful bunch
They sat on the broken pole
And they pecked at the scare while singing
And before who we were so pale
Look, sister, look, bro
The fear is weak, the fear has fallen
You won't scare us any more
But how many neighbors there are
Restless they gave signs
That without fear, so completely without
Something, this bed is wrong
And the treasurer, a mighty pole
He poured concrete over it
I stammered, understood no
There must be fear over this bed
He gave him a steel sheet coat
A hard jacket, dear young people
So how do you want to peck yourself
Jióbt rather what lies
Sparrows chirped, ah, ah
A gray, sad, tired choir
Constantly peck the fallen fear
It's a rather grim job
Economics, your roof is leaking
Foundations rot in your home
When the house is in danger of collapse
Don't you feel sorry for the concrete
Let us save the house instead of rychting
Another scarecrow of steel
Because like a big wind blows again
The fear will stay and the house will collapse