Froschkönig [English translation]

[Strophe 1]

The good fairy doesn't move my heart at all - nope.

The bad one is my dear, have the right idea.

Worthless, I'm not pretty, rather horrible and ugly

But often having a sharp mind is what helps me

No woman, no hoe, no one is interested in my awful face.

But I don't hide my face with bag or ashes. The gold plate is waiting for me.

[Refrain]

I dance with the fairy tonight,

Tomorrow the king's daughter's mine,

because using magic I'm standing here

turning into a wonderful prince.

[Strophe 2]

She was born into a golden cradle. She is an arrogant bitch!

I will pull these theet out, when I will snuggle her out.

Because by the kiss before the altar I will become, what I truly was,

In front of her is the jester, in stead of the man she kissed, the Hop-Frog.

I'm galant, eloquent, caressing the narcissist minds,

'Till I win their hearts – charming them. They suspect nothing of what is blooming.

[Refrain]

I dance with the fairy tonight,

Tomorrow the king's daughter's mine,

because using magic I'm standing here

turning into a wonderful prince.

[Strophe 3]

The scullery maid, the real love – like me, she received beating.

Counting the fruits of the marriage in hard currency.

Making our way out from it, the scullery maid – as you already suspected –

is my love, the bad fairy. The princess cried: Oh dear!

[Refrain]

I dance with the fairy tonight,

Tomorrow the king's daughter's mine,

because using magic I'm standing here

turning into a wonderful prince.