Oberschlesien - Król Olch

Night fell on the forest, the forest stood in darkness
Someone was riding a horse at night
An echo resounded among the alders and birches
As a father was taking his son home

What is it, my son, that you look like that?
There, father, the alder king gives a sign
He has a cloak, a crown, and white train
That is fog, my son, or perhaps a dream

Do you hear, father, that voice among the trees?
The alder king is calling, that is his song
That is the wind, my son, that is the wind's voice
The alder rustles and the heather sighs

Come to me, my son, come to me alone
I am the alder king, I give you a sign
Come to me, my son, come to me alone
Here we have fire, here is fire, yes!

Come alone, my son, come to us alone
Here we have fire, here is fire, yes!
Come alone, my son, come to us alone
Here we have fire, here is fire, yes!

(When you enter, my son, this dense forest
You will see my daughters by the starlight
My daughters dance here on the moss
And each of them is more beautiful than a dream)

Do you see, father, there, they dance among the trees?
Silver princesses, do you hear their song?
Oh, my son, that is the moon shining like that
That is the moon dancing among the dark trunks

Do you see, father, the king is approaching here?
My eyes are dark, and I am out of breath
In my ears, it's silent, I hear nothing
And my heart has already stopped beating

Come alone, my son, come to us alone
Here we have fire, here is fire, yes!
Come alone, my son, come to us alone
Here we have fire, here is fire, yes!

Then the father hid his son in his arms
And spurred the horse with all his might
He did not know that his son had already died
In this dense forest,
Among the alders and birches...