Wróćmy nad jeziora [English translation]

When the birds return

to their Masurian1 nests,

go where the sailors already

sail on the trail of stars.

Let’s go back to the lakes,

to an itinerant cruise.

You’ll find the purpose of your journey

among the whistling trees.

White sails,

emerald depths,

An a friendly hand

by your side. /x2

You’ll go back with a guitar

to where a fire glows.

Stay here; the night sleeps in the rushes,

the forest listens to songs.

Let’s go back to the lakes,

to a desert shore.

Stay where there’s a forest and water,

and a quiet singing of the masts.

White sails,

hidden by the fog.

And don’t say anything,

as the adventure continues. /x2

Let’s go back to the lakes

when darkness falls.

You’ll find here your adventure,

you’ll come back here next year.

You’ll come back here next year.

1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Masuria