Zawisza: Polo sie Ropczyce

A gray horse, a gray horse that is not yet saddled,
the girl gives him the seeded oats, and
Girl, you must've been out of your mind
so that you feed the horse with oats.
Ropczyce on fire, ashes falling down, and
I will Ropczycanke sprinkle with some ashes,
I will Ropczycanke sprinkle with some ashes.
Hazel buzzed as it was growing
hey the girl, she was crying while being engaged
Don't sow any hazel and just keep on thriving,
don't you cry, neither get engaged, and
Ropczyce on fire, ashes falling down, and
I will Ropczycanke sprinkle with some ashes,
I will Ropczycanke sprinkle with some ashes.
Nothing as, nothing such as devils in the hell, and
I'll get drunk, then I'll lie in the warmth, and
Be a priest, be priest, my mom used to tell me
so that she does not become a nun herself
Ropczyce on fire, ashes falling down, and
I will Ropczycanke sprinkle with some ashes,
I will Ropczycanke sprinkle with some ashes.