Prawy do lewego [English translation]

In a large hall, a large table

And by it a crowd of guests

The host is bent over in half

With a spoon ringing on a glass

Quiet, I like to make a toast

If possible in veneration

Of our homeland where we've come to lead our lives hey

You're right brethren

(So) lets drink to that

(but) who won't drink with us

Will go between two canes

The right on the left

Drink my friend

Surely we know there is nothing bad

And on the table, was a herring

Spotted by Mr. Zbych

And he quickly understood

That herring likes to swim

He stood up to raise a new toast

For the family a sacred thing

And for the in-laws too

Family, this is strength

You're right brethren

Today's youth is not the same

Complained Mr. Stan

But he flicked his hand in such a way

That he spilled the soup all over a miss

But that is nothing indeed

After all, one can take off a dress

And a new toast is being raised for good manners

You're right brethren...

It's Mr. Kazia turn now

So he took off his tie

'Cause it makes him look older

And though he was already wasted

He stood up with grace and without any help

Stuttering he gave a gesture

To drink now to

Mrs. Mani balloons

You're right brethren....