Do you know story of Vasa Ladachki(name)? I also recently heard of it.
Once for nine days he didn't left the tavern,
they say that he was strange kind.
His father was simple peasant, 'seven hungry mouths he had to feed'.
His mother was blond, quiet, gentle, suffered from tuberculosis,
She died in her thirties...
They had few acres of land, little house on end of the road.
On table there was always bread, just as much as it was needed.
but Vasa wanted so much more...
He wished for black horses, playful on the meadows,
pocket watch with golden chain and estates...
He wished for fertile fields, fruitful vineyards,
chariot drawn by white horses, but he couldn't have them.
He loved pretty but poor girl, he would marry her had he known:
you love once in life, either rich or poor,
that doesn't chose mind but hearth...
He hoped that love would pass. He left the village for ever.
He never wrote to anyone, he married heiress,
only child of rich landlord...
He gained black horses, playful on the meadows,
pocket watch with golden chain and estates...
He gained fertile fields, fruitful vineyards,
chariot drawn by white horses, he had everything, yet he had nothing.
He turned drunkard not long after, he sold his soul to the Devil,
All the sutlers knew, he sought for help in glass,
but he couldn't find it...
Young he was, they say, when he died, in middle of tavern, of hearth attack.
His head just bowed, like if he's snoozing, like if he is sleeping
and they remember his last words...
Worthless are all black horses, playful on the meadows,
worthless are watch and estates...
Worthless are fertile fields, fruitful vineyards,
worthless are chariot, white horses...
When I'm not with one that I love,
when I'm not with one that I love.
When I'm not with one that I love,
when I'm not with one that I love.
Do you know story of Vasa Ladachki? I also recently heard of it.
Even those who are similar, when they think about everything
say that he was strange kind.