Dla Ciebie Miły [English translation]

The flower of clivia in the hair, for you my dear

The warm shine of the earrings, for you my dear

I powder my nose and I blacken my eyebrows with coal

The shawl thin as if made of fog, for you my dear

Three strings of beads, for you my dear

It's good that sisters lent me it

The ring is sparkling and shines as if it was real

Tell me, mirror, do I look pretty?

At least once to be so beautiful

Today, just today, because in the evening

You are supposed to come to the ball with the other girl

You notice me and suddenly your heart breaks

I dream of this scene every night

From evening to the dawn

The flower of clivia in the hair, for you my dear

The warm shine of the earrings, for you my dear

I powder my nose and I blacken my eyebrows with coal

The shawl thin as if made of fog, for you my dear

Three strings of beads, I am so pretty with them

Nobody will guess that I cried today

Come my beloved, come, you will have fun today

The mirror says to me that I can go

The flower of clivia in the hair, for you my dear

The warm shine of the earrings, for you my dear

I powder my nose and I blacken my eyebrows with coal

The shawl thin as if made of fog, for you my dear

Three strings of beads, I am so pretty with them

Nobody will guess that I cried today

Come, my beloved, come, you will have fun today

The mirror says to me that I can go