Konik na biegunach [English translation]

In a year, maybe two, on the attic's stairs

Little lead soldiers will go away.

The world of your smiles will pass like the wind,

It will take the colours from your dreams

In a year, maybe two, on the attic's stairs

With the furry teddy bear

Cheerfull days will plod and you will see,

That the most wonderful was one toy

A horse - wooden rocking horse

An ordinary toy, a little swing

But it rocks you, makes you happy

A horse - wooden rocking horse

Friend of spring, joyful smile

Everyone should have this toy

You have many troubles and many worries

Non-stop - carousel

Not the crying doll, neither jumping ball

Takes your all time today

Wide street, a shopwindow, just here

You stop amazed for a while

So smile and call so loudly

Like before, when he carried you on his back

A horse - wooden rocking horse

An ordinary toy, a little swing

But it rocks you, makes you happy

A horse - wooden rocking horse

Friend of spring, joyful smile

Everyone should have this toy

Such a happy this day, wonderful day

Lead soldiers are coming back

Down form the attic on the stairs

They're coming back but not to you

To someone like you, have a cheerful days.

He also is back - a friend of spring

Why - everyone asks you-

Why did you carry him on your back?

A horse - wooden rocking horse

An ordinary toy, a little swing

But it rocks you, makes you happy

A horse - wooden rocking horse

Friend of spring, joyful smile

Everyone should have this toy