Cicha woda [English translation]

Through the green wood the rill was flowing

Inshore, hundred-kilo boulder was lying.

Rill was flowing. Some time passed by,

Heavy stone disappeard,

The rill is flowing like before.

Still waters run deep,

You don't know how and where.

Impossible to protect yourself from it.

'cause nobody knows the way,

How to avoid the still waters.

Still waters run deep,

In what way? Who knows...

I can say, that this proverb is right:

Still waters run deep.

A girl was walking through the green wood

She looked at me only once.

She looked. Some time passed by,

But apparently her beauty

Was like this still waters.

Still waters run deep,

You don't know how and where.

Impossible to protect yourself from it.

'cause nobody knows the way,

How to avoid the still waters.

Still waters run deep,

In what way? Who knows...

I can say, that this proverb is right:

Still waters run deep.

Rill is flowing through the green wood,

I've already left my bachelorhood.

Just sometimes - look at this -

When my wife doesn't hear me,

I sing silently.

Still waters run deep,

You don't know how and where.

Impossible to protect yourself from it.

'cause nobody knows the way,

How to avoid the still waters.

Still waters run deep,

In what way? Who knows...

I can say, that this proverb is right:

Still waters run deep.