Czerwone Gitary - Wróćmy nad jeziora

When the birds return
For Masurian sockets
Move where sailors have
Flowing trail of stars.

Let's go back to the lake,
For migratory voyage;
You will find your way target
Among the rustling trees.

White sails,
Emerald depths,
And when you
Friend's hand.

You'll be back out there with a guitar,
Where the fire glow.
Stay here, the night sleeping in the reeds,
Song listening to the forest.

Let's go back to the lake,
On the lonely shore.
Stay here, where the forest and water,
Masts quiet singing.

White sails,
That hides the fog.
Don't say anything,
Because the adventure continues. / Bis

Let's go back to the lake,
When it gets dark.
You will find your adventure,
You'll be back here next year. / Bis