Marek Grechuta - Wesele

Bride, oh, bride
I think
Whatever you want - will happen.

Although I can't do anything,
it's supposed to be on my sign?

On your claim and your order.
'Cause your the bride today,
Like a jasmine, like a berry.

So why is it that
you're expecting so much?

You are so joyful bride today.
Invite the guests,
Those who have a bad time,
Who feel bad.

And why those ghosts from hell?

Let them come and eavesdrop
At the wedding, where the music is.

Where's the music?

If you're supposed to marry, then marry!
It's like getting carried away,
on steady legs jump into a well.
You shan't drown, you shan't drown!
The drowing one is taking a wife.
Let him melt, let him burn,
Just so the players nicely play,
So they play at the wedding,
When the music is stirring,
Like it's ravelling, jingling.
Let it clunk, patter, knock,
Dance, punch, bass,
Squeal with a thin fiddle-string.
So lively, so pleasantly
Let it mill like a watermill,
In a monthly night, in a sunny time
Let it resoundingly flout around
And do not end in the sound.

If we could fall asleep when dancing,
With the stirring, with the clunking,
With the forgivness, forgivness, with the sway,
With the forgivness, with the sway,
With the forgivness, with the sway.

Worlds of enchantment - enchantment behind the world!
While I'm a brother for everybody
And everything's a matchmaker for me.
At this wedding, in this joy
God is jealous of my guests.