Marcela - Wir

Whirl

Gentle wind, today you carry me away, my wind
My turbo flyer into the air today
And with a scarf and a ball and the fate's blacksmith
I whirl, I whirl like in the “Frania”
Like those young lovers
When nothing else matters!

And I'm whirling like in a trance
In a colorful convention
You'll get a knock on the nose
On the nose, my colossus
I'm whirling like in a trance
Oh, my funny chimpanzee
I dance and that's it
With a butterfly net

Is this a tango? Or does this cha-cha go too far?
Or krakowiaks, kujawiaks?
Or is it foxtrot or waltz that the boys dance
On the dance floor, I’m doing my own thing
Because I don’t look and don’t count
And I dance - what do I care about the world!

And I'm whirling like in a trance
In a colorful convention
You'll get a knock on the nose
On the nose, my colossus
I'm whirling like in a trance
Oh, my funny chimpanzee
I dance and that's it
With a butterfly net