Włóczęga [English translation]

Where the Baikal reaches from the sea

Through snow, storms and night

The hunchbacked vagabound wanders

Burdened with his cursed fate

He approaches the shore of the Baikal

He remembers his family's home

With his last ounce of strength he sits down into the boat

He presses his hands onto the paddles

He arrives (by boat), someone came out to meet him

Someone is waiting, he guessed already with his heart

Ah, welcome my dearest mother

Are my father and brother in good health

Where the Baikal reaches from the sea

Through snow, storms and night

The hunchbacked vagabound wandered

Burdened with his cursed fate

The hunchbacked vagabound wandered

Burdened with his cursed fate