Maciej Pleban - Piosenka Dla Marzenki

For our beloved teacher
That the smile would never leave her face

We were in the mountains trying to reach the pick
We were counting the clouds and then you came

Not very tall, dark-eyed
Just great

This is our polish teacher, indisputable, oh no
For us like the Nobel Prize winner, the only finalist, she is happy

Beloved Marzenka will stand on her hands for us
With her, we will destroy the walls and move the mountains

When she is ill, we are very sad
We cannot focus because we feel great regret

This is our polish teacher, indisputable, oh no
For us like the Nobel Prize winner, the only finalist, she is happy

Seemingly a step back and yet forward
We will pass the high school diploma, we will not bring a disappointment

She looks after us like a second mother
She is always cheerful and laughing

This is our polish teacher, indisputable, oh no
For us like the Nobel Prize winner, the only finalist, she is happy

Please remember about our class
At least a little, as much as possible

We will go to the mountains like in the old years
We'll count the clouds even if the world collapses