Bractwo Kurkowe 1791 - Gospoda 'Pod Kogutem'

At the four roads crossing
Which lead to the four corners of the world
Near the old willow, maple and hawthorn
There is a whitewashed inn
Its low, thatched roof
Bows in to the visitors
And golden rooster painted on the door
Invites all of them:

Enter the inn
There's nothing like The Cock Inn
Enter when you are tired
Anger and sadness will leave you right away
Every gourmet will find here
Jug of Hungarian wine and old mead
Enter The Cock Inn
You'll be made welcome here

The whole country already knows about it
From all sides rush there
Those who like to eat well
Who want to have fun night after night
The band plays and doors are open
You can hear the sound of fiddles and basolias
And golden rooster ruffling his huckles
Announces again to visitors:

Enter the inn
There's nothing like The Cock Inn
Enter when you are tired
Anger and sadness will leave you right away
Every gourmet will find here
Jug of Hungarian wine and old mead
Enter The Cock Inn
You'll be made welcome here

At the four roads crossing
Which lead to the four corners of the world
Near the old willow, maple and hawthorn
There is a whitewashed inn
Ah, how many guests there are every night
Refined gentlemen and young men
And many purses with golden coins
Change into a handful of coppers next morning

Enter the inn
There's nothing like The Cock Inn
Enter when you are tired
Anger and sadness will leave you right away
Every gourmet will find here
Jug of Hungarian wine and old mead
Enter The Cock Inn
You'll be made welcome here