Rodzanice [English translation]

Rozhanitsy, Rozhanitsy

A month has passed in the shaded living compartment

Rozhanitsy, Rozhanitsy

They streek pale hands

Towards a warm shade of fire

Rozhanitsy, narecnitsy

Miss, dully, they accept their lot

Rozhanitsy, narecnitsy

They are all in silver and glow

Three virgins in a bright hut

We are Rozhanitsy

Bright but sad virgins

We wander around the world

We bring the lot and the fate to the child

Rozhanitsy, Rozhanitsy

A month has passed in the shaded living compartment

Narecnitsy, Rozhanitsy

They are all in silver and glow

Three virgins in a bright hut

We are Rozhanitsy

Bright but sad virgins

We wander around the world

We bring the lot and the fate to the child

• Artist:Percival Schuttenbach