Текст и перевод песни Polemic - Hora Vysoká

Hora Vysoká

Hora vysoká, cesta úzka
Sukňa široká, biela blúzka
Keď som išiel za milou
Poza mladé bučky
ďaleko som nezašiel
Spievali mi cvrčky
Keď som išiel za milou
Poza staré ploty
Tlačili ma topánky aj
Pľuzgiere z roboty
Moja milá premilá
Asi budeš sama
Ja zostávam doma spať
Počkaj si do rána

High Mountain

The mountain is high, the path is narrow
The skirt is wide, the blouse is white
When I went to my beloved one
Behind young beech trees
I didn't go far
The crickets were singing to me
When I went to my beloved one
Behind old fences
My shoes were pushing me
And blisters from work
My beloved, darling
You will probably be alone
I'm going to stay home and sleep
Wait for me until morning