Yanka by the river rode on Saturday,
Helen washed her towels near willow bay.
Yanka said to Helen: Fellow countryman,
Where can a rider cross the river’s span?
Leave me boy alone and cross at any place,
Just don't muddy water, I don't need the stains.
Yanka bowed his head down, feeling quite upset.
Helen dropped white towel suddenly and said:
Dear falcon, Yanka, help me, otherwise
Towel disappearing quickly from my eyes.
My beloved Helen, water scares me,
Kiss me first, since I could drown myself in here
Yanka tied his horse then to the willow tree.
Helen kissed Yanka over river stream.
It became so quiet all around the land.
Towel kept floating down the river bend.