Ewa Demarczyk - Groszki i róże

you have such green eyes
green like a summer wind
of charmed forests
and charmed mallows
for you a small gardener
planted one thousand peas
in scarecrow's cap
he wanted to swear you love
so with a bascet of pras a small scarecrow
first time look in your eyes
about a thousand more colors found
then he dreamed in night
and from now under your window
spellbounded like a stone
with a bunch of peas stands
a scarecrow romantic faithful

you have such red lips
red like fire dawns
charmed mornings
and charmed roses
for you a small gardener
planted climbing roses
that he was bewitched by you
he wanted to bewitched you by them
and with armful of roses came one time
ask you for a one word
he was blondes by your eyes' shine
you kept quiet colorfully
and from now under your window
peas and roses are blooming
like a limp blindweed
climb and climb the wall

you have such red lips
red like fire dawns
charmed mornings
and bewitched roses

you have such green eyes
green like a summer wind
charmed forests
and charmed mallows